update, since several of you told me to just ask her. I did not ask her. She came out of the shower, saw me staring at my phone, and asked if I was doing something bad. For some reason my first instinct was to lock the screen like a guilty teenager. Then she put her head on my lap, grabbed my cuff, and fell asleep with wet hair, which made me feel both very loved and very ridiculous. I think the least dignified part of me is not being older. It's being loved well and still wanting more proof. I'm going to ask her at lunch. If she laughs at me, I may delete the internet.