Love, affection, infatuation?

The cast names appeared before them and they looked at each other, then at the time on the clock before them that read five in the morning. "I think we should get some sleep," Amy suggested as she yawned getting up and stretching herself. 

Jeff who had laid back in his seat watched her in silence before he cracked his knuckles. "I wish I would do the same wifey but I have work to attend to." He stood up and poked her nose. Amy frowned at that.

  "I don't mean to be all wifey and all but don't you think you would work better with a clearer mind; Jeff I could literally see sleep on your eyes now." She crossed her hand and Jeff gave her a full grin, looking hot as fuck with that. He should do that often, genuine ones she meant.

He moved closer to her and rubbed the frown on her face. "I love it that you care for me but I have a project we are working on that I can't ignore and just rest…"