"That must've been some nap you took." Cole brushed past me, heading straight to the leftovers we stashed in the mini fridge. "Did you eat yet?"
Closing the door, I swiveled to face him. "What are you doing?"
His rummaging quit momentarily, his face stuffed with pasta and sauce. "I'm snacking. What are you doing?"
"I don't know. What time is it?" The tiny clock on the counter said 3 p.m., which means my nap had lasted a reaaaally long time. "Gosh. That was... forever. You still want to go to the beach or are you wanting to do something else?"
The state of his face made me think something else was in order.
"Do you want to go exploring? Or watch a movie?" The teenage Adonis in front of me took another bite, shrugging his bare shoulder at me. Where he put all the food he c
