I’m not really in the mood for anything they have here. I was thinking maybe ice cream?” “Fuck, yeah.” West smiles at her, and his whole face relaxes when he does. Goddammit. If I wasn’t so dead set on claiming her for myself, I’d be happy for the cranky bastard. Emma’s the only person I’ve ever known who can crack through his facade like she does. She brings his walls down without even trying.
