CHAPTER 3
“I am never eating ice cream again.” Marsh muttered.
Dani snorted, “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Well I know firsthand what it feels like to be a frozen treat. If I was to eat ice cream, it would be like cannibalism at this point.” Marsh replied.
Laughing once again, Dani said, “I’ll remind you of that when someone offers you Chocolate Marshmallow ice cream.”
“Oh man, you would have to bring up my favorite… ass.” Marshal murmured, trying to get further under the blanket.
“Well, I wouldn’t want you to eat a distant cousin or anything.” Dani said with a smile.
Marshal moved closer to Dani, shivering. “You would think that the government would have some kind of release system for foster kids when they turn eighteen.”
Dani sighed, “They normally do, but it didn’t he
