Sam laughed and nuzzled into the blond hair in his face. It was amusing that this was certainly who he thought it was, and he really didn't feel like moving away from where he was. His arm tightened a little more around her, pulling her closer. They hadn't exactly gotten this kind of close before, but that didn't mean he didn't want to.
"Just making sure I know who I'm holding. Wouldn't wanna hold onto some random blond, right?" He chuckled softly. His hands didn't go anywhere they shouldn't, and he didn't try touching her in any way that was too inappropriate. They were spooning after all.
"Think we're some place new. Don't think we went to sleep like this." He shifted a little against her to indicate what "this" meant. He wasn't in the move away quite yet; it felt too nice to just let go. His fingers might have made slow circles on her skin and dress, just a lazy kind of motion that went with the current surroundings. Iced tea and a picnic basket filled with food along with a soft blanket under them - all sounded good and perfect for this moment.