The shadow of the tree covered a large area under it. A blade of soft grass ran from her face to her chest. The ticklish feeling made her giggle, but the hand that worked reminded her of its cunning intent.
Ida lay on the grass, her head resting on Raynold's lap. A satisfying smirk set on his handsome face as he enjoyed how her body reacted to his play with the blade of the grass.
When he focused too much on her bare chest, Ida groaned in complaint.
"Stop Raynold! Enough. Let me have a moment of peace."
His smirk stretched by a fraction. "Your peace lies with me Ida."
"You said the same when you came to ask me to accompany you here. Yet, I haven't experienced a single moment of peace since we got here." She glared up at him
He leaned down, hovering over her. Ida's lips parted as her heart suddenly accelerated.
"So you don't like it?"
She couldn't tell if he was playing around or being serious. So she only stared back at him in dilemma.
"Say no and I will stop."
