Oh man, I hate sleeping in the car!

She'd thrown back the covers, of course, she hated sleeping under covers.

She hated sleeping in the alleys, constantly afraid.

You know I hate sleeping with a shut window or pulled curtains.

How she hated sleeping in his arms!

He hated sleeping in a loft bed.

"You know how much I hate sleeping without you."

Almost as much as he hated sleeping on the ground in winter, he realized.

"I hate sleeping in so late," he mumbled.

And he would hate sleeping alone.