Olivia was really sleepy.
She had only slept at the crack of dawn, and it was only seven now. Her eyes were so heavy that she would fall asleep the minute she closed her eyes.
It already wasn't easy for her to be able to have a conversation with Sam.
Moreover, as she laid in Sam's arms, she felt his embrace was warm. She even unconsciously snuggled closer.
Sam's body tensed up. Just when he was about to push her away, Olivia wrapped her arms around his waist.
Sam was so angry that he burst into laughter. He lowered his head and looked at the person hugging him tightly.
"Olivia, you're trying to seduce me in the name of sleep, aren't you?"
However, there was no response as Olivia was still asleep. Sam lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow around her eyes, her fair face was bare but beautiful, and her lips were a natural light color. Although it wasn't stunning, it looked pleasing to the eye.
After a while, Sam wanted to put her back on the sofa. But he could bring himself to do so, so he just carried her in his arms.
Olivia was dead-asleep. She only made a whine, being carried, then she became unresponsive after that. Sam thought she wouldn't wake up even if she was kidnapped.
He brought her into his room.
After that, he left.
It was almost noon by the time Olivia woke up. She was still sleepy, but she could feel the sunlight on her face, and when it shone directly on her eyes, it made her uncomfortable. She was even almost blinded by it when she opened her eyes. She cursed angrily, "Who opened the curtains? Can't a girl get some sleep?"
After that, Olivia simply pulled the quilt over her head and continued to sleep.
However, after a while, she popped her head out of the quilt.
Huh?
Olivia rubbed her eyes, looking confused.
Something didn't feel right.
She remembered falling asleep on the sofa. She had been busy working until the middle of the night. Then, seeing there wasn't anyone on the streets from the window, she thought it was dangerous for her to go back alone, so she simply slept on the sofa.
But... How did she end up on a bed?
Moreover, the scent on the quilt didn't seem to belong to hers.
Huh?
Olivia sat up as she held her head, trying to recall what happened.
She started to remember bit by bit.
Sam woke her up to talk. But Olivia couldn't remember anything from their conversation.
Regardless, she was certain she had met Sam in the morning, and she was still sleeping on the sofa then. How did she end up in the room?
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