He wore silk pajama bottoms and was barefoot, his muscular upper body on display.
He stripped of his clothes, donned his pajama bottoms, and sat on the edge of the bed.
He shrugged off the raincoat and stepped out of the wet trousers, using one of his smaller towels to partially dry off before slipping on pajama bottoms and a long-sleeved shirt.
Without difficulty he pulled her arms through the pajama top and buttoned the garment.
He pulled the pajama top shut and started buttoning it without looking up.
She was dressed in her Harvard tee shirt and pajama bottoms.
She changed into pajama boxers.
He still wore only pajama bottoms and couldn't even remember who'd dialed 911 to summon the troops.
The bag contained a dress, a slip, underwear and a two-piece pajama set but no robe or flannel running suit or anything dry and warm.
He shrugged into the pajama shirt.
His hair was mussed, and his state of dress – T-shirt and pajama pants – indicated he'd just woken up.