Make Me
When he handed us our ice-creams, they each had two scoops in them, when we had only asked for one.
"It's on the house," he smiled kindly. "Enjoy your night, won't you."
We thanked him immensely, taking our respective cones from his hands.
"Mmm, this is so good," I moaned, the blissful taste of caramel overwhelming my senses as we walked slowly back to Nate's car.
"You sound like you're having hardcore sex making those noises," Nate chuckled.
"Mmm, baby," I continued more deliberately this time. "Oh you taste so good."
Nate chuckled lowly, shaking his head as he continued to eat his sorbet.
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