"Pff, I won't. Just be good and don't go on your own, alright?" He nodded obediently, adopting that docile persona he always puts on when I talk to him nicely enough. Sigh… this is the curse of being the older one. Charmed by his sudden compliance, I grinned, resolved to endure his whims.
We settled back into our routine once we got home. Mom was absolutely delighted with the ice cream, her face lighting up as she took the first scoop. After dinner, we served ourselves generous portions and retreated to the sanctuary of my bedroom. The cool sweetness of the treat was the perfect accompaniment as I began to recount every single detail of what had happened today to Mason.
"For real? So the guy he was seeing is now part of the team? That must be awkward for him, poor guy."
