Today was the perfect day to set her plan in motion, especially with that witch Olivia conveniently absent. Candice knew exactly what to do to get under Devon's skin, to make him see her in a new light.
After informing Devon of the so-called issue at the clinic, he had been more than willing to accompany her. Candice wondered if he would still follow her if she suddenly changed course. A mischievous smile tugged at her lips as she made an impulsive detour toward a nearby ice cream café. She cast longing glances at the ice cream on display, hoping to catch his attention. And then, she heard it—a deep chuckle that sent a thrill down her spine. She blushed slightly, savoring the moment.
"Are you a kid? Why do you stare at the ice cream so longingly?" Devon's voice was playful, almost teasing.