ice-cream

Do you have any idea how badly I want to pick you up and carry you into my bedroom and make love to you?

Stop talking," she said boldly as she closed the distance between them until they were touching. "We can walk to the bedroom or you can carry me but if you don't decide soon I may just go insane.

One side of his lips quirked up in a sexy smirk. __ot a cure forthat frustration you got going on,_ he said.__ot a cure for your ego?

The Milked Duck was empty, save for Dahlia__ two part-timehelpers, but they were all rushing around, anticipating the firstguests for her Risqué Flavor Tasting event any moment now.The up front freezers were stocked with Chocolate Orgasm,Peachy Passion, Sexual Favors, Mikey__ favorite Cherry Popperand more. She had a case of Sin on a Stick treats ready to go and atemporary menu up on the board behind her.

She ran her hands under his shirt, over his chest, her cooltouch igniting shivers over his skin. __s this a ploy to get another song out of me?_ she asked.__t__ a ploy to get you out of your pants.___nd what, exactly, are you planning on doing once you getme out of my pants?__ill felt his lips curving up again. __arlin_, you leave thedetails to me.

I am so not kissing you tonight,_ she informed him.He chuckled softly. And if she thought his smile wasdangerous, his chuckle should__e been classified as a biologicalweapon. Sin in a sound wave.__ut now you__e thinking about what it would be like, ain__you?_ he said.__nly my stupid parts.

Two years ago, she had inherited The Milked Duck Ice Cream Shoppe in downtown Bliss from Great Aunt Agnes. After gettingher degree in sociology and then bouncing around the country, waffling from job to job and one relative__ couch to another, she__ finally found where she fit: creating and serving happiness to the locals and the destination wedding tourists in Bliss.

He looked up from the paper he was scribbling on and offeredher a lopsided grin. __ey, sweet pea. You bring me anythingspecial?__he lopsided bit wasn__ odd, but there was something forcedabout it. __ot a fresh bag of cat food outside._ Cat food that she__bought with the twenty he__ left to pay for his ice cream.He pushed his makeshift drum set aside and rose with astretch. __ords every man dreams of hearing. Make my night ifyou say you got catnip too.__he tried not to giggle. She tried hard.But she couldn__ help herself. __xtra strength,_ she said.This time, his grin came out bigger, less forced. __oman ofmy dreams.___n your dreams,_ she said.

Like magic, she felt him getting nearer, felt it like a pull in the pit of her stomach. It felt like hunger but deeper, heavier. Like the best kind of expectation. Ice cream expectation. Chocolate expectation.

It's harder to hate someone when they like the same ice cream as you.

I guess ice cream is one of those things that are beyond imagination

Women eat ice-cream, men toast marshmallows.

A dessert to a deserter in the desert burst, "You trust your thirst. And you are too hot! You scream for ice cream. And believe it or not, I may not be your first. But I might be your lust! Give it a shot...

You are the most sensual person I know; the goddess of my dreams; the gold at the end of the rainbow; the topping on my ice cream and the best thing that has ever happened to me.And when I wake up in the morning and still find you there next to me, I know that I am living my dream.

Mandy smiled cheerfully at an overweight kid in a gold sweater and pink skirt who was chasing her little brother around along the boardwalk. When she was that age, on sunny days she__ be out on the boardwalk with Jud and Wendy, buying rainbow sorbet from the ice cream shop and placing paper boats into the harbour. She felt like a ghost, drifting past the shell of her own childhood.

Moments later as we crossed the road to the 50__ diner, I recited the restaurant rules in my head one more time.Rule one: Keep your hands clean.Rule two: Careful with the food trays.Rule three: Visit the soda fountain as often as you like, but don__ make yourself sick.Rule four: Enjoy the poodle skirt.

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Forget art. Put your trust in ice cream.