Everly responded eagerly, her hands clutching his chest. She could feel the warmth of his skin beneath her fingers and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, which matched her own rapid pulse.
Ivan's other hand slid around her waist, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them. He could taste the sweetness of the ice cream on her lips, mixed with something uniquely Everly. He melted into the kiss, a soft, almost inaudible chuckle escaping him.
Everly pulled back slightly, just enough to catch her breath. "What's so funny?"
Ivan leaned back, his thumb pressing against her lips. "Well, it's just that you taste like ice cream."
Everly rolled her eyes, her lips curving into a smile. "I've been eating one, so of course I'm going to taste like ice cream."
Ivan leaned in, pressing another kiss to the corner of her mouth, and murmured against her skin. "I think I like it,"
