She nods excitedly. “Okay, so this is going to sound weird, but ice cream shouldn’t be eaten when it’s super, duper cold.”
I smile when she says, “super, duper.” I can’t remember the last time someone said those words. It’s cute as hell, just like everything else Becca does.
“Ice cream tastes the absolute best when you let it sit for at least a minute so it gets the tiniest bit soft. Not too soft though! You don’t want a melty mess. That defeats the whole purpose of ice cream.”
“Of course. That’s just common sense.” I nod along as I inhale my half of the sundae.
“Right?” Her eyes are practically sparkling. She is so damn giddy talking about ice cream, and I can’t get enough of it.
“If it’s too cold, you can’t really taste the flavor. But after a minute, the chill mellows out, and that’s when the flavors really burst. The cold cream hits your tongue, and bam! It’s an explosion of sugar and fat and milk and vanilla and chocolate. So if you can, always, always, always wait a minute before digging in for the maximum ice cream flavor experience.”
I drop my plastic spoon into the now-empty dish and lick my lips. Becca hands me a napkin. “I promise that from now on, I’ll always wait a minute before digging into my ice cream. Unless I’m starving. Or unless it’s a hot day and it’s gonna melt.”
She giggles. “Fair enough.”
Just then her phone buzzes. When she looks at it, she gasps and cups a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god.”
“What’s wrong? Everything okay?”
She drops her hand to reveal the biggest grin. “Nothing is wrong. Everything is freaking fantastic. Look!”
She shows me her phone screen. It’s the TikTok video she just posted to the Sweet Cheeks account. It’s already gotten a thousand likes.
“It’s been posted less than ten minutes,” she murmurs at her phone screen. She playfully shoves my shoulder. “And it’s because of you, you superstar. People are going nuts over you.”
She shows me the comments.
OMFG ice cream daddy??!!
Holy shit is that @gagegrant?
Okay, I’m gonna need some ice cream now
Could I get a scoop of @gagegrant on my sundae kthxbye
Good lord would you look at that tongue
Can’t tell if I’m turned on or just horny for ice cream
ICE CREAM DADDY YESSSS
“Holy crap…” She gawks at her phone screen. It’s the first time she’s kind of swore, even though “crap” isn’t technically a curse word. But still. I like hearing Becca’s sweet voice utter a borderline naughty word.
“We’ve gotten a thousand followers in the last ten minutes!”
I high-five her. “Well done.”
She grabs my hand in hers. “This is happening because of you. Thank you.”
Her tone turns soft. So does something inside my chest. She’s so kind, so sincere.
“This is amazing,” she says. “We should post another video soon.”
“When do you want to film again?”
“As soon as possible. Tomorrow?”
“That works.”
