"C'mon, Madison, you just have to trust me." The boy in front of you said. His name was Jason, your boyfriend, who had currently blindfolded you and had different flavored ice creams in front of you with a spoon in each tub. "Fine," you sighed, "only because you're pretty."
He laughed and got a scoop of ice cream. "Open" he commanded. You did, the cold spoon touching your tongue and you instantly fell in love. "Vanilla." You said simply.
"Yep. Next flavor." This went on for some time, flavor after flavor, you getting them all right. You had at least had 10 different ice creams.
"Final flavor, Mad." He said. "Let me get it ready." He said, so you waited patiently.
Our of nowhere, you feel something warm on your lips, and you realize that they're your boyfriend's lips.
He pulled away. "Hmm. I like that flavor. That was Jason."
You felt him smile against your neck. "Right again."
(Not mine my friend Madisons but I liked it and hope you do 😌)
