“I never would have imagined using peanut butter cups to make s’mores.” Delaney took another bite, enjoying the hit of salty and sweet on her tongue.
“You have to agree it’s superior to the usual way. Even if we’re having to cook them over a camp stove because of the burn ban.”
“It’s too hot for a normal fire anyway. And yes I agree that this is better. Especially the part where we have them first and save normal dinner for later.”
Sean grinned, his mouth streaked with a mix of chocolate and gooey marshmallow. His tongue darted out to catch the trail and Delaney had to look away. She’d been thinking far too much about other things he could do with it.
“Feeling a little better?” he asked.
She polished off her s’more and leaned back in her camp chair with a contented sigh. “I am. This w
