Cookie Dough, Reeses, And Female Intuition
I’m standing in line for ice cream with this sun-tanned California boy, Devon, who’s obviously more perceptive than I first thought.
“What kind do you want?” He asked, distracting me from my train of thought.
“Chocolate chip cookie dough.” I answered automatically.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Kalyla are you a mind reader and didn’t tell me?”
I looked at him. “No, why?”
Devon grinned. “Because chocolate chip cookie dough is my favorite kind of ice cream that and-”
“Reeses peanut butter cup?” I interjected, beaming.
Devon looked genuinely shocked. “What? Well yeah. But how did you know?”
I shrugged. “Female intuition?”
“You’re funny.” He said, for the second time that day. Then he ordered for the both of us. “So Kalyla, I’ve told you a little bit about myself. What say you tell me about you?”
“I’m really not that interesting.” I said deflecting the question.
He frowned at me like he wasn’t going to accept the answer, but I got lucky.
“Hey Kelly, over here!” He called to his girlfriend.