C29 A Sleepless Night

Shannon was already sitting on a stone on the shore of the lake, sketching various vistas and plants.

Her assistant was tidying up the scattered painting tools.

Maeve was lying on a grassy slope with her hands behind her head.

Hayden was so hot that he pulled the button on his collar: "Is this what you call a picnic? It's so quiet."

Maeve closed her eyes