The man on the bed had already opened his eyes, their Peach Blossom Eyes enchanting like a demon upon waking, casting a spell on the heart.
"Morning."
He lazily greeted her, catching Olivia Lewis's hand and dragging her onto the bed.
Olivia slapped his hand away, speechless, "Stop messing around, I'm looking for something."
"Looking for what?" Adam Sinclair gradually woke up, his eyes scanning the open drawer by the bed, his gaze darkening, "Are you looking for contraceptive pills?"
Olivia's bedside drawer holds contraceptive pills, which has always been her habit.
Adam had seen her take them before, though he hadn't said anything back then.
Mostly, he had no right to say anything.
"Yeah." Olivia responded quickly, shaking off his hand, sitting up. After searching around the drawer for a while and not finding them, she finally realized something and lifted her head to look at the person on the bed, asking, "Did you see the little bottle I put in the drawer?"
