As far as bad ideas went, Daniel’s idea to go to Fire and Ice was probably the worst, but I was already two scoops into my chocolate ice cream when Ronin walked in. There was no going back. It was the last stand, as Daniel had said seven times on the way there. Ronin was with a group, Sara and Tee included, and he saw me the second he walked in the door. Sara was too busy stinking up the place with her strawberry scented body lotion to notice me, but Ronin did.
Chapter Eight
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