“On two conditions.” “Name them,” he says right away. “I get my favorite ice cream at the end of the night, and you give me a piggyback ride on the way back to the hotel when we’re finished dancing.” “One pint of chocolate chip and having your legs wrapped around me? Done and done.” He hops onto the bus and offers me his hand so I don’t slip on the icy steps. “You’re making this too easy.”
