the ice cream parlor was cute I must say. it was light pink overall with a minor 50's theme.

"Johnny can we order now?"

"Um yea sure Paul I'll have the same thing as you'll have."

He nodded and gave me a award winning smile. I was so lost in those brown eyes that was too close to a puppy.

He was ordering a strange ice cream I've never heard the name of.

Something rubbed against my leg.

''Dear Jesus!'' I yelped my knee knocking the table.

''What happen Johnny?'' the way he looked was to sweet. That little...

''Oh nothin wrong just eh hit my leg.''

He nodded and went back to twiddling his thumbs. Again I felt something rub against my leg.

It stayed longer this time. It moved futher up this time.

Concealing my smirk I knew how this was gonna play out.

{A/N tell me if you like the new format of this story. Also comment if you want to know my new story ideas and what you would like to see. Peace and Lennstarr ⭐️}