Talon - A Warriors MC Romance
"Fine. But only because I’m craving those pickles and ice cream you brought home yesterday."
"Pickles and ice cream?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow. "That’s what you’re into now?"
"Don’t judge me," I muttered, walking out the door. “It’s clearly your pickle-obsessed child.”
His laughter followed me down the stairs, rich and unguarded, a sound that still made my heart flutter no matter how many times I heard it. I grabbed the jar of pickles from the fridge and the pint of vanilla ice cream from the freezer, plopping down on a barstool at the counter. I twisted open the jar and popped a pickle into my mouth, crunching down on it with satisfaction. The tangy brine hit my tongue, and I sighed,