A steamy kissing session later…
"We should go home…", Zula panted.
Her heart was beating like crazy and she felt that there is a lack of oxygen in the car no matter how much she inhaled.
"Yeah…", Ron confirmed and inched away with difficulty. If it's up to him, he would kiss her until dawn, and it would not be enough.
Zula shifted her legs to face front and felt that she stepped on something crunchy. "Oh, no… the ice cream!"
Ron grimaced for a second, and then he came up with a solution... "Don't worry about it…"
He reached in the storage compartment between the seats and pulled a box of paper tissues. He flicked the cone out of the window and roughly wiped the floor mat.
"Done.", he was proud of his handiwork.
"There is one in the back also…", Zula said and took the box with the tissues, ready to clean up the mess made by the ice cream she dropped.
He stopped her, like a true gentleman. "I will do it."
