"What kind of medication?" Adam narrowed his eyes, "… remember that I know of that one past where you gave me the mix of beer, wine, and whisky."
Eve threw her head back laughing at that memory, swishing the medicine around. She felt Adam turn over so his chest was to hers, as she lifted a bit so she wasn't thrown over with the medicine.
Straddling his lap as he sat up, she returned the medicine bottle to where she kept it safe and watched the man before her. His hands were warm on her hips and his eyes stared at her as if he were to eat her. Her body tingled at the thought as she curled her lips.
"I promise you this would make you heal faster; don't you trust me?" she questioned using her finger to drag lightly against the side of his neck down to his chest.
"You doing this makes me question your motive," Adam's hands tightened on her hips and she kissed his cheek.
