Page 61 of Forged in Flames (Made of Steel 2)

"I did not."

"Miles, you only have three of a kind instead of four."

"Jokers are wild."

"They are not! You can't just make up rules halfway through." I folded my arms across my chest.

"Just because I'm better than you at this doesn't mean that I cheated." He picked up the spoon from his em

pty bowl and leaned over toward my bowl, which was still half full.

"Don't you dare touch my ice cream, Miles Young."

He smiled out of the corner of his mouth. "What'll happen to me if I do, Summer Brooks?" He leaned even closer toward my bowl that was sitting on the floor by my knee.

"Don't you do it."

He put his spoon in my ice cream and took a huge bite.

"You're a cheater and a thief."

He quickly picked up my bowl and stood up.

"Miles!" To me, stealing ice cream was sacrilegious.

"If you want it back, you'll have to come get it." He backed away slowly and took another bite of my ice cream.

I got up off the floor and ran after him. He laughed as I jumped onto his back. He tried to spin me off, but I was clinging to him with all my strength. I reached down, grabbed a sticky fistful of ice cream and smashed it against his cheating, thieving face.

His laughter only grew as he skidded across the linoleum floor. Suddenly he slipped, leaving us in a pile of sticky, tangled limbs.

"What on earth are you kids doing?" Mrs. Young said.

We looked up to see her with her hands on her hips, but there was a smile on her face.

"Summer stole my ice cream," Miles said with a laugh as he pulled away from me.

"I did not, Mrs. Young. He stole mine."

She shook her head, but the smile remained. She opened up the freezer door and pulled out the container of mint chocolate chip ice cream. "Here." She grabbed two new spoons and put them into the container of ice cream and placed it on the floor beside us. "You both need to learn how to share."

The truth was, I didn't mind sharing with Miles. I really just wanted an excuse to be tangled up on the floor with him.

He stuck his tongue out at me. "Fine, if we have to, Mom." He lifted up one of the spoons and held it out to me, almost like a peace offering. But when I went to reach for it, he wiped it across my cheek, getting a little ice cream off of my face. Then he proceeded to put the spoon into his mouth.

I gulped. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. We always just shared one bowl after that.

"You finally said yes."

I jumped, being pulled out of my memory. I turned to see Miles smiling at me. Seeing him still made me nervous after all these years. "Technically I asked you here. So...you said yes to me."

"Right, right. After standing me up last night I was a little surprised to see your text." He pushed his hair off his forehead.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I like to keep you on your toes."

He smiled out of the corner of his mouth. "That you do."

It felt like my heart was melting. "I hope you didn't wait too long for me last night."

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