After we left our groceries in the car, Daniel took us to a nearby ice cream shop. I had a hard time choosing which flavor.

"Should I go for strawberry? Oh, but cookie dough is good too..."

He hugged me from behind and lightly kissed my neck, making my wolf Alex purr in delight.

"Can you choose already, we've been here for ten minutes and the server is still waiting."

"No, please take your time," he said politely, even though it sounded forced, and the expression on his face was pleading us to leave already.

"Okay, fine. I'll just go with strawberry."

The server immediately started scooping the ice cream...