Prompt: Ice Cream
He was like ice cream Parker realized one hot day at the end of summer.
Cold at first then sweet with surprises as you dug deeper. She ate another spoonful of mint chocolate chip while he sharpened a throwing knife.
And she couldn't get enough of him sometimes.
"What?" Quinn asked once he noticed her stare. "Something on my face?"
"You're like ice cream," Parker answered and offered him a spoonful. "I like ice cream a lot."
Quinn chuckled before leaning over to kiss her. He ate the ice cream then kissed her again, tasting of mint.
"Good to know."
