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Eli scowls. “I guess. Let’s go.”

We push our way forward until we’re smashed into the crowd. I hold onto Juno’s arm; her back is pressed up against me. We’re separated from Keene and Eli. I feel Juno shaking – laughter rippling through her body.

Soon a few people get their orders in front of us, and we step forward, so we are right in front of the case.

“How do we even know what to order?” I ask.

“Just point at things.” Juno starts waving her ticket in the air like everyone else and calling, “Prego,prego.”

I’m trying to stifle a smile. I don’t know how a trip to get gelato has turned into such an event. Soon the server comes over. She points at a few flavors, and I do the same. The server comes back with a huge cone, piled high with gelato and a giant scoop of whipped cream on top. Juno’s whole face lights up when she sees it.

I nod toward the exit. “Let’s go outside.”

She can barely hear me over the noise but just nods.

We push our way through the crowd and then stumble out the door onto the street. “Oh my god, I thought we might have to live there at one point,” she says, laughing.

She takes a bite of her ice cream.

As soon as she tastes it, her whole body sags, and she lets out a groan that makes me incredibly uncomfortable.

“What?” she says. “How? I don’t...”

I take a bite. “Woah.”

“I know. Do they have like magic cows in the back or something?”

I laugh. “Something like that.”

She takes another bite. “Oh my god, have you tried the whipped cream?”

I give it a taste. “Wow.”

“Right? That’s the best damn whipped cream I’ve ever tasted. It must be magic.”

I take a few more bites and she say, “What flavors did you get?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Mine is coconut, pistachio, and I think caramel.” She leans forward. “Let me try yours.”

My body stiffens as her mouth connects with the ice cream in my hand. She groans again. Fuck me. She’s got to stop doing that.

“Oh, no fair, that’s hazelnut. God, it’s so good. Try mine,” she holds out her cone. I hesitate. “Try it. It’s so good.”

I lean forward and eat some pistachio gelato. “That is good.”

She giggles.

“What?”

“You have whipped cream on your face,” she says, reaching her hand toward me. My whole body goes stiff as she drags her thumb right over my upper lip. It shouldn’t be sensual, but somehow it is because after she wipes my face off, she sticks her thumb in her mouth and sucks all the whipped cream off. I’m about to swallow my own tongue when Eli and Keene stumble out onto the street.

“That was the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever done,” Eli grumbles.

Keene starts eating his gelato. “Dude. Try it.”

Eli takes a bite. “Well shit, that is good.”

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