Who Doesn't Like Ice Cream?
I dropped Ribs off then immediately called Marissa. Fortunately, she answered right away.
“Hello?”
Her voice sounded so good I almost forgot why I was calling. “Marissa, it’s Gino.”
“Well hello and what a pleasant surprise.”
“I hope you still think so when I’m done talking.”
“Why? What’s the matter?”
“Nothing is the matter, but I promised Ribs that we’d come over tonight, and I forgot to ask you if that was okay.”
She laughed, and it made me feel good. “Who cares if you forgot. I’m honored that you’d ask me. I thought you were still embarrassed of me.”
Inside I smiled. “Baby, if I was ever embarrassed of you, it was my fault, and I never will be again.”
“You’re sweet, Gino.”
“Does that mean you’ll go?”
“Of course, I’ll go. What time? And what should
