“That only happened a few years back. Your necklace is already more than twenty years old.” Olivia nodded seriously. “Yeah. Making fakes must be a tradition then.”
Eugene was amused by that reply, and he laughed. Olivia laughed too. “I better hide this tomorrow, or they’d think I stole it.” Eugene held her hand. “What are you afraid of? We didn’t do anything wrong.”
Olivia nodded. “I know, but I’d rather deal with less problems. I’m going back now. You get some sleep.” And she tried to leave. Eugene held her hand. “Hold on a second.” Olivia yawned. “I’m tired. I want to sleep.”
Eugene wouldn’t let her go. “You can sleep here.” The corner of her lips twitched. Sleep here? Are you kidding? I know you. You might look like a cute little puppy now, but if I actually sleep here, you’d become a big bad wolf in moments. “No. I’m going home. I’m used to sleeping in my own bed.”
Eugene sighed. “Fine.” Olivia was surprised that he agreed so quickly. She thought she would have to spend some time convincing him. Well, that was fast. But just when she was about to pull her hand away, he stood up and said seriously, “I’ll have to go with you then.”
Hey, do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking? Coming back with me is the same thing as me staying here. “Why are you coming with me? I’m going home to sleep.”
Eugene looked at her innocently. “Don’t you need someone to warm your bed?” “No.”
“It’s cold.”
“It’s not.” “But I am cold. I need someone to warm my bed.” Olivia stomped on his foot angrily. Eugene didn’t even dodge her, though he pouted. “Hey, you’re burning the bridge.”
Olivia said, “I don’t remember crossing a bridge before.” “You did. I cooked for you and taught you how to play the piano,” Eugene answered. Olivia was speechless. He’s going all out, huh? “1 don’t care. You’re sleeping at home.”
“I can share a room with my son.” “He doesn’t want to share a room with you.” “We’ve been sharing a room when you aren’t here.” Oh, really? “So you’re saying he loves you more than he loves me?”
Eugene wouldn’t step into that trap. “No! I love you more than anything.” Olivia snorted. “I love my son more. You stay at home. Don’t forget you’re still in the observation period.” She wanted to pull her hand out, but he still wouldn’t let her go. He was looking at her coolly. “Do you think I’d let you go?”
See? I told you that the puppy face was fake. This is his true self, but nothing I can’t handle. She looked up haughtily. “Why aren’t you letting me go? Do you want a girlfriend or not?”
Goddammit. “I want a girlfriend.” Olivia then talked to him like he was three. “Then let me go and sleep by yourself, alright?” Eugene was amused. You think I’m North? Not even he needs this. “Kiss me and I’ll let you go.”
Olivia glared at him angrily. “You’re still in the observation period.”
