They got on the hammock and relaxed themselves with the gentle sound of crushing waves and the light sway of the wing. Cayenne was lying beside him; her head was on his chest and his other hand was wrapped around his waist.
She wanted to talk to him but when she was finally able to rest herself, she felt drowsy and couldn't stop herself from closing her eyes. Noticing the she was sleepy, Stefan didn't mind having sore arms just to support her sleeping figure.
"Have a good sleep my princess." Whispered and kissed her head, letting her sleep in the afternoon.
Just like that, Cayenne slept all the way 'til it was late at night. When she woke up, she found herself lying on her bed in the master's bedroom. "How did I get in here? Did he carry me all the way back from the beach?" She was still groggy from her sleep., murmuring to herself while looking for her slippers.
