Buck's hand quickly retreats from where he had it, and he shifts back, ending up falling out of bed. His first thought was that Anya would never forgive him - his second was that, no, she'd be horribly amused. That's probably worse.
He lifts his head back over the edge of the bed, letting her have the sheet, unless his fall ended up pulling it down with him.
"You ok?"
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