Chapter to be posted Monday, April 12th, 2010
Edward stopped at a small ice cream shop and got us each a cone. He opted for the mint chocolate chip, much like I thought he would. He was so predictable sometimes. I picked the cappuccino chip because the espresso smell of it intrigued me when I tried a sample.
“Careful, baby. Yours is dripping and I don't want you to get it on your shirt,” he said. I lifted the cone to eye level and twirled it around looking for offending drip in the night sky but couldn’t seem to find the culprit. “Here, let me get that for you,” he asserted as his tongue darted out and licked at the top and side of the cone.
I was practically mesmerized by that tongue and longed to feel it licking up against me once more. “You okay? You seem a little out of it,” he chuckled.
Yeah, he definitely knew where my mind was going with that.
I shook my inappropriate thoughts away and smiled back at him. “Yeah, sorry. I'm good, great even,” I replied smiling a little larger.
He just shook his head and chuckled. Like I said, that man could read me like an open book.
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