“I’m so glad you said that.” She lets out a breath. “And hey, maybe we should do other activities together in addition to filming sexy TikToks with each other. Like, more friend-type activities. That’s probably why I, um, got all hot and bothered the last time we were together. I mean, the kissing amped things up for sure, but it probably doesn’t help that the times we’ve hung out, it’s always been in this sexy vacuum of us filming erotic TikTok videos.”
I bite back a laugh at her wording. “That’s fair. We can brainstorm some friend activities.”
“Do you feel like coming to Sweet Cheeks tomorrow and shooting another video? I’ll get you stocked up on ice cream for your cousin. Just text me whatever flavors she wants.”
“That sounds perfect. Millie will be thrilled.”
We make plans for me to come over after she closes, like normal.
“Can’t wait,” she says.
We hang up, and I walk back out to the kitchen, where Millie is chowing down on pickles dipped in queso.
“Where’d Austin and Declan go?” I ask.
“I put them to work.”
I let out a low whistle. “You run a tight ship, cuz.”
She winks at me before taking another bite of pickle. “What’s that smile for?” she asks.
I didn’t even realize I was smiling. I scratch my fingers through the stubble along my jaw and clear my throat. “What flavors of ice cream do you want from Sweet Cheeks? I’m heading there tomorrow night.”
She drops her pickle. “You and Becca are good again?”
“Yup,” I say.
I brace myself for another interrogation from my cousin, but she must be too excited at the prospect of more of her favorite ice cream because she just yelps and claps and lists off all the flavors she wants.
“Why don’t you just text me a list?” I tell her as I grab a pickle from the jar she’s eating out of.
She whips out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen. “On it.”
I cough when she texts me a dozen different flavors. “Jesus.”
Millie points to her bump. “The baby wants dessert after every meal. Even breakfast. And ice cream is the perfect dessert.”
I laugh, then text Becca Millie’s list.
Me:I’m sorry for that embarrassingly long list of flavors. My cousin is a monster.
Becca:LOL it’s not a problem at all, I’m just so flattered that my ice cream is her biggest craving.
“Damn, I don’t think I’ve seen you smile like that in a long time,” Millie says when I put away my phone.
I roll my eyes, but my smile doesn’t budge.
Chapter14
Becca
“How’s this look?” Gage asks as he stands in the middle of my ice cream shop with no shirt on.
I frown at his bare chest, then spray another dollop of whipped cream over his left nipple. “There. Now you’re perfect.”
He looks down and frowns at his chest. “Perfect definitely isn’t how I would describe myself right now, but I’ll take your word for it.”
I laugh and press record on his phone, then swipe the tub of rainbow sprinkles from the counter. “You ready?”
