"This bed is so small, what if it collapses? You... get off!" Olivia Jenkins jabbed forcefully at Daniel Marshall's chest.
Daniel didn't move, instead responding with a mischievous grin.
Suddenly, Daniel blew a gust of warm air into Olivia's ear, his voice deep and husky, enticing and fervent.
"Honey, this bed is indeed smaller than the one at our house. But, I like it when you lie on top of me."
Olivia blinked at Daniel in surprise, then looked down at herself.
Right, she was lying on her side against Daniel, as if sprawled on top of him.
However, this was clearly her hospital bed, yet Daniel had taken it over completely.
If she didn't lie on her side, on top of him, where else could she sleep?
Unhappy, a spark ignited in Olivia's eyes, "How dare you say that, you're clearly overstepping your boundaries."
