We lived in a hot country and every night I was always glad when my husband got out of bed and, because the room had cooled down, came round to my side of the bed and pulled the covers over me.
During a conversation some time later, I mentioned how glad I was that he did this. His face fell, "But I don't, you do that for me just as I'm waking up feeling chilly".
A few years later, in another part of the world, we met up with another couple and in the conversation, we discovered they had lived in the same flat a couple of years before us. "Did you get tucked in at night?"
They had had the same experience as us.