119. I Want You

Tiffany arched an eyebrow in surprise. “An ice cream shop?” she exclaimed, her tone revealing a hint of skepticism. Jacob’s lips curled into a mischievous grin as he teased, “What, don’t tell me you hate the sacred treat of summer, miss grouchy pants.” The scent of sweet vanilla and freshly made waffle cones filled the air around them, making Tiffany’s mouth water and causing her to second guess her previous statement. She could practically taste the creamy goodness already. “What? No, of course I don’t hate ice cream.” Tiffany winced. “It’s just that…when you said let’s skip school, I today you’d take me somewhere more…um…” “Somewhere more what?” Jacob smirked, leaning closer as they stood in front of the small, charming ice cream shop. Tiffany hesitated, unsure how to phrase it. “I don’t know… more exciting? Like some secret hideout or something rebellious. You know, not an ice cream shop in broad daylight.” Jacob chuckled, his grey eyes sparkling with amusement. “You thought I’m som