By the time I’m sitting at the table, they strode in and catch me with my tongue swirling around the heavenly goodness for my first lick.Bliss.Utter bliss.
"You want some?"I ask, after a succession of rapid licks.
They decline.More for me.But now they're crowding the kitchen, and their eyes remain fixed on me.I can't stop licking the frozen treats.
"That was some shady business you did there, pretty girl," Samuel drawls, straddling a chair opposite me, his powerful, tattooed arms resting on the chair's backrest.
"I was desperate," I say, feeling the euphoric effects of the dessert already.
"Luring a poor unsuspecting soul to the wonders of your beauty, then letting him sink into the depths of a broken heart."
"Well, I may have started out with nefarious reasons, but you know what, Jeefy seems nice.And once I'm done with this enslavement, I will let him take me out to dinner.He could be my soul mate, and you three are not going to stand in my way."
"Is that so?"Masen says, with a wicked smile on his face.
"It is."
"All right.Finish your ice cream.We'll talk afterward," Masen says.Fine by me.I fill myself up on the frozen sweetness until I'm on cloud nine, and then after wiping my mouth with a napkin, I remember what they said about me.
"Another thing, I'm not yours.I am not "ours."You had your chance eons ago, and you blew it."
"But you are," Cedar says, and...what is he doing?What on earth is he doing, skinning and sculpting a piece of ginger?Is that a hobby of his?Weird.
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Coral
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"And we can't allowyou promising to kiss every guy who'll bring your ice cream," Samuel says darkly.
"I can kiss whoever I want whenever I want for whatever reason I want," I say saucily, getting up from the chair.I need a nap now.
"You want to say that again, sweetheart?"Masen taunts.
