She's My Sleeping Pill

The little girl waved towards Cayenne and even though Cayenne had no idea why she was waving at her, she returned the polite gesture and waved at the little girl with a bright smile. Few seconds later, she saw the little girl taking off the flower crown from her head and handed it to Stefan.

"It turned out, he was asking for the flower crown. So silly." Cayenne mumbled to herself while keeping a smile on her face. Stefan wanted to give something to the little girl and her mother but they didn't accept and just waved goodbye. When he came back, he placed the flower crown on top of her head and placed black and small hairpins to keep it in place.

He was supposed to buy it but the little girl gave her special flower crown just because she found Cayenne pretty and deserving of her beautiful possession.

"I want you to look pretty and this flower crown matches the view. You look like a fairy even if you don't have any make up." Stefan commented while helping her arrange her hair. With the extra hairpin, he spun Cayenne around and raised her tank top a little to make sure that she won't be showing so much skin on her chest area. He pinned the strap behind her to make sure that it won't loosen up.

"Did you adjust my top? My flat stomach is showing." Cayenne informed him. Sure enough, when he raised her top to cover her chest, it exposed her white and flat stomach.

"Don't buy this kind of clothes next time." Stefan grumbled while readjusting the straps.

"Did you forget that you bought this for me?"

"Don't wear this kind of top outside the house in the future. It's exclusively for home use."

Hearing their conversation, the other tourists chuckled while covering their mouth with handkerchief or with their hands. Stefan was just so possessive of her.

After making sure that everything's okay, Cayenne sat on the swing and kicked the ground to swing a little on the air. Her hair was blown by the wind but they didn't stick on her face which was a lot better and the flower crown looked good on her. Stefan was like a professional photographer in front of her. He took pictures of her from left to right. He borrowed a bench to stand and took pictures of her overhead. There was also a picture of her as if someone was peeking from behind the flowers to take a look of the fairy playing on a swing.

Stefan captured her frown, her pouting lips, her smiles, her closed eyes as if intoxicated, her laughter and there was a photo of her showing a playful wink to the camera.

After almost fifteen minutes, Cayenne decided to stop since there were many people who were waiting for them to finish. Although they weren't urging them to rush, she still felt awkward. And besides, Stefan took a lot of pictures of her already.

"Would you like to have pictures together?" one of the tourists asked since she observed that Stefan was just taking picture of her with no qualms. 

Before Cayenne can open her mouth to refuse, Stefan already responded to the lady. "That would be great. Can you get one for us?" He handed his phone to the young woman.

"Okay." He asked them to get back to the swing. This time, Cayenne was sitting on the swing and Stefan was standing behind, slightly leaning over for them to appear a little closer and sweeter. "One. Two. Three. Smile."

When the young lady handed the phone, she made a peace sign to them. Cayenne was a bit confused why she did that. However, when Stefan got back his phone, he knew why. The lady pretended to be taking picture when the two of them settled down to pose in front of the camera. Without anyone knowing, she had been taking pictures of them from the very start.

There was a picture of Stefan helping Cayenne to sit, a picture of Cayenne turning her head to look at him as if she they were about to kiss, a picture of Stefan holding her waist to adjust her top and many more. Not a single moment was wasted.

Cayenne's facial complexion turned to a deeper shade of red from being shy and flustered. Seeing the pictures brought a lot of things in her mind which were mostly indecent. She shook her head from side to side to disperse all unnecessary thoughts.

"Would you like to stroll for few more minutes?" Stefan asked her, putting his phone back in his pocket while stealing glances at her. Right now, he wanted to take little steps at a time in getting her heart. He didn't want to startle her and make her run away from him.

"We don't have much time and we already strolled around the garden for a while. Can we do horseback riding?"

"Alright. Let's go." He didn't hold her hand this time but he was walking close to her, brushing his arm with hers.

The two of them walked on a trail which was leading them to the back mountain. There were many horse breeds and many people were choosing the ones that they want to use for a ride.

"Excuse me sir, are you going for a horseback as well?"

"Yes. I'd like to get that white quarter horse." Stefan responded while pointing on a white horse which was eating grass not far from them. It was the same horse that Cayenne had been watching. She didn't know much about horse breeds but she liked its pure white color. It looked majestic for her.

"You will be riding with me, right?" Cayenne asked with anticipation and nervousness in her eyes. She hadn't experienced riding a horse and she was afraid that she'd fall and get kicked or stomped by the heavy foot.

Stefan caressed her face, ever so lightly, and nodded his head with obvious indulgent and care. "I won't leave you. Don't worry."