Adrian Quincy looked down, meeting her gaze. "Let's sleep."
Claire Sinclair: "..."
'And here I thought he was going to say something important...'
Claire Sinclair pouted and obediently closed her eyes. "You should get some sleep soon, too. I have to work tomorrow, so I'm going to stop talking now."
Adrian Quincy lowered his head and kissed the spot between her eyebrows. "Good night."
"Good night." Claire Sinclair closed her eyes, ready for sleep, but it just wouldn't come.
"Mr. Quincy, I don't think I can sleep."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. Can you talk with me for a bit?"
"Okay."
"I want to hear about the fun things you did when you were a kid."
"My childhood? I don't think you'd be very interested."
"Why not?"
"Are you interested in the life of a straight-A student?"
The night deepened, and the couple's sweet whispers painted the darkness with a unique hue.
...
「The next day.」
Claire Sinclair overslept with no warning.
