Flashback – Eight Years Ago
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ashley whispered, surprised, as she held her window open for the grinning boy climbing through.
"I'm sneaking into your room for some ice cream time. I'm sure you'll like that, huh?" Lorenzo said, pausing to flash the light nylon bag in his hand.
A bright smile stretched across Ashley's face. "Of course I do," she murmured, pulling him inside.
She took the bag from him, took two steps back, and dropped it beside the bed. Then she turned to Lorenzo—who wasted no time wrapping his arms around her waist and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.
Ashley's ears flushed crimson.
"Speaking of ice cream..." she whispered mischievously, stealing another kiss. "What if you licked it off me?"
Lorenzo's grip tightened slightly. His lips curved into a grin as he recaptured her mouth. "My naughty girl," he murmured against her lips.
