It was 2AM this morning.
I woke up to find Andrew’s head on MY pillow.
Unwilling to wake him I tried to go to sleep without my pillow, but actually ended up waking him up with my tossing and turning and possible grumbling instead.
“You stole my pillow,” I said.
“No. I just wanted to share,” he said as he fell back asleep on my pillow.
In the end it worked out because I stole his pillow and all was good in the land of newlyweddom.