Edward smiled at me, extending his hand to me. I immediately snuggled into his side. His smile widened when he looked down at me.
"Do you like vanilla?" he whispered.
My mind went into the gutter. "And chocolate," I added.
Edward licked his lips making my stomach tighten. I needed to kiss him. So badly.
"Two vanilla chocolate cornets," he requested quietly. The fingers keeping me close splayed on my hip then tightened. He was trying to kill me.
I took the cornets while he paid then our elbows hooked again and I was steered away. Betty called after us, but I wasn't going to turn. Not now. I wanted some alone time with Edward.
His green eyes had darkened a few shades as he watched me licking the ice cream. I felt moisture between my legs. It had been so long since I felt so good. So turned on.
We found a bench secluded from the alley and sat down facing each other. Our knees were pressed together. Our eyes were glued together.
The tension was palpable. I really wanted him to kiss me, but I knew he wouldn't do it. He was a gentleman.
Gradually we relaxed against the bench and his arm came around my shoulders. We finished our ice cream in silence. If I could be so close to him every moment I wouldn't mind the silence, although I loved his voice.
When the leaves shifted behind us, we both jumped and separated like burnt. It turned out to be a squirrel. Edward sprang up and jumped over the back of the bench toward it.
"What are you doing?" I inquired.
"Shh," he whispered stalking the poor squirrel.
He made to grab it and I burst in laughter. The boy was crazy. The squirrel ran away making Edward scowl and shuffle back to me.
"I almost got it."
"And what would you have done with it?" I laughed.
"They're soft and friendly if you have nuts. Remind me to bring nuts next time we come here."
"They're soft?" I asked, ignoring his blatant offer to meet again. Preferably alone.
"Have you never touched one?" he asked surprised.
"And you have? Squirrels are afraid of humans," I said thoughtfully. Humans. I nearly burst in fresh round of laughter.
"Like I said," he whispered. "If you offer them nuts, they're your best friends."
Edward's hand grasped mine and tugged me closer to him. His other hand came to rest on my cheek. I gulped loudly, feeling my face grow hot. He smiled softly titling his head and leaning closer.
Yes, kiss me. Please. I silently begged him.
His thumb caressed the apple of my cheek. His head leaned closer. I closed my eyes in anticipation. Then his soft lips pressed against my forehead.
I moaned in protest making him chuckle, his eyes were sparkling with mischief.
He's a royal tease, isn't he?