He chuckled and I felt the vibration against my neck. “What are we doing?”
“Relaxing,” I stated. “Now, close your eyes and enjoy the peace and quiet.”
He shook his head but lifted his arms so that his hands were stacked beneath his skull. I glanced at him and from my vantage point, I could see beneath the lenses of his sunglasses. He’d closed his eyes as I directed.
I did the same.
While I intended for Landen to nap, I didn’t plan on falling asleep. But beneath the warm rays of the sun, I did anyway.
Five minutes later…well,what seemed like five minutes later, my pillow shifted beneath me. I grunted and turned onto my side, wrapping one arm around it to hold it still.
“Chelsea, your face is turning pink. I think we need to go.”
I grunted and smashed my face into the pillow. It was firmer than I usually liked but smelled divine.
Then the pillow vibrated. I squeezed it tighter, trying to hold it still, which only made it vibrate more.
“Stop moving,” I grumbled. “I’m trying to sleep, you stupid pillow.”
The vibration became full-on shaking. The minor earthquake was accompanied by a deep laugh right by my ear.
“Chelsea, you need to wake up,” my pillow stated.
“No, I’m comfy,” I argued, burrowing deeper against the soft fabric that smelled so good. I didn’t know where this pillow came from but it was the best thing ever. I was never getting rid of it.
Suddenly, fingers threaded through my hair, tilting my head back until a bright light hit my face.
“Gah!” I exclaimed, lifting a hand to shield my eyes. “What kind of sadistic pillow are you?”
The rumbling laugh grew and my eyes snapped open to glare at the man who rolled above me, blocking out the sun. My narrowed eyes met Landen’s laughing blue ones and I blinked several times.
“Where in the hell are we?” I asked, my voice rough from sleep.
His even, white teeth were all on display as he grinned down at me. “White Rock Lake Park, remember?”
“I fell asleep.”
He nodded, a huge smile on his face. “You’re grouchy when you wake up.”
“If this were a romance novel, you would have carried me to the car and driven me home without waking me up,” I groused.
He threw his head back and laughed again. “The only way I could have done that would have been to wrap you in the blanket and flung you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes.”
“Some alpha male you are,” I complained, looking around us. The sun was no longer as high in the sky and I guessed we’d slept for a little over an hour.
Landen was still chuckling beneath his breath as he straightened and helped me sit up. “I hated to wake you, but your face is getting pink. I was worried you’d get a sunburn.”
I blinked at him and realized my sunglasses had fallen off my face at some point. I looked around until I found them and slipped them on. “I’m wearing sunscreen, but this is the curse of fair skin.” My brain was slowly waking up. “Did you sleep?”
He nodded. “For a little while. Then I woke up when this octopus started wriggling around next to me.”
Though he couldn’t see me, I squinted at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Landen laughed again and shook his head. “Nothing. Let’s get out of here. I’m hungry again.”
My belly was still full, but I also wasn’t a six-foot-tall man with muscles to feed. “Okay.”
I helped him fold the blanket and gather up the rest of our things. Once again, he took my hand as we walked from the park area to his SUV. I leaned partially against him as we walked, the blanket clutched to my chest. I was still sleepy from my nap, though the fog of fatigue was starting to clear from my brain. We put everything in the back of the SUV and Landen guided me around to the passenger door.
