Page 146 of Contempt


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“Sure, if you want to. When we went, we stayed at the Polynesian.”

“Not there,” Landon says. “I don’t want to stay at the same hotel we went to with Mom.”

“That’s fine.” Hayden glances at his son briefly, but continues before we hit a snag. “We can stay wherever you want. Both of you. You should check out the different resorts and let us know which one you prefer. As long as a suite that meets our needs is available, that’s where we’ll go.”

“I don’t care which hotel we stay at, just not that one,” Landon mutters.

I understand he probably just wants to protect his memories of his mom since he said he does remember parts of their vacation there when he was little, and I want to keep this conversation successful, so I say, “There’s another resort with a park view if we want to stay that close. Mom and I saw it when we were on one of the rides.”

“The Contemporary,” Mom says softly. “It looked very nice.”

I nod enthusiastically, barely resisting the urge to pull out my phone and look it up right now. “I will look at all the resorts and compile a comparison chart of the ones I like most.”

“Of course you will,” Landon says, shaking his head with mild amusement.

“Keep picking on me and our next movie night will just be a patented Parker Johansson PowerPoint presentation on Disney resorts.”

He smirks. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

I blush, remembering when I said that to him yesterday at the beach.

He winks, and I widen my eyes at him in warning.

Landon enjoys living on the edge so his eyes glint with amusement, but he has a vested interest in behaving himself now, too, so he doesn’t keep pushing.

“Do you like rollercoasters?” I ask him.

“Of course I like rollercoasters.”

“Hm. I don’t.”

“Damn. I guess we can’t go then.”

I shoot him a look. “There are plenty of non-coasters for me to ride. I liked the dark rides a lot. What was your favorite ride when you were a kid?”

“I liked the flying carpets.”

I eye him skeptically. “Really?”

His eyebrows rise. “Sure. Why would I—?” When he belatedly makes the Aladdin connection, I know hedidmean it. And I just accidentally reminded him of Javi, so his eyes darken with annoyance.

Hayden is as attuned to his son’s moods as I am right now, so before another word can be said, he picks up the remote control. “We should probably start the movie now.”

I nod my head, shifting my attention to the screen. “What’d you guys pick?”

I no more than ask, and Hayden wakes the TV up, revealing my favorite Norwegian snow sisters and an endearing reindeer.

“Your mom said it was one of your favorites,” Hayden remarks. “We thought it would be fitting.”

I look over at Landon, delighted. “Is this because of the reindeer are better than people song?”

He frowns, apparently uncomprehending.

“When I harangued you into volunteering with me and we said animals are better than people. I’m taking your continued confusion as a no.”

“I haven’t seen the movie, that’s why we figured we’d watch it.”

“What?”

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