Ash licks the Ring Pop and holds it up to me. "Want a taste?" "Not even a little." "Oh, whatever. You'll kiss it off my lips later and make some insanely swoony comment about how much better it tastes on me." "No, I won't. In fact, I’d prefer you brush your teeth before you kiss me again." She lifts her eyebrows. Her glasses are askew, and the look is absolutely breathtaking. "You wanna bet?" she asks in a throaty voice, leaning toward me. "Maybe just some gum."
