We were expecting that maybe things wouldn't be so quiet at night, but everything went A1.
As soon as we went to bed, London jumped in on my side and spent the whole night w/ me. She's pretty much daddy's girl, which is perfect because our other female cat is mommy's girl and demands exclusive attention - the other side of the bed is HER spot.
She's still following me everywhere. If she ventures a couple of feet away from me, she constantly comes back and rolls around my legs, as if she wanted to verify that I'm still there w/ her. And if I walk out of the house for a bit, my wife says she just climbs on my pillow and sleeps there till I return.
Daddy's girl. :)