I looked from the ice cream to Eddie and then back again, not quite understanding at first. Then I realized he'd gone and gotten it for me without me having even asked and I shoved my sandwich aside, lighting up in a smile. Just like the day I'd found that stupid red coat, Eddie was reminding me all over again why I liked him so much. It made me want to get him something, too, but I had no idea where to even begin.

I would have to think.

"I'll go with you next time," I said, picking up my spoon with one hand and reaching out under the table with the other. My fingers found Eddie's knee and settled there, his skin warm on my hand even through his trousers. I wasn't trying to hide anything, but despite all the kissing we were doing, I was still shy in public sometimes.