The cold sweetness distracted her for a moment, and she let out a small giggle to herself. But that relief shattered in an instant.
"Bella?"
Her whole body stiffened. The spoonful of ice cream nearly slipped from her hand. That voice—low, familiar, commanding. Her heartbeat spiked so hard it hurt.
"Huh??" She whipped around, widening her eyes in feigned surprise. There he was—Leo. Tall, magnetic, and impossibly sharp-eyed, standing just a few feet away. His gray eyes narrowed on her like steel cutting through silk, suspicion etched across his perfect features.
Bella forced a laugh, waving her cone awkwardly as though nothing was wrong. "Leo? What are you doing here??" she asked, her tone dripping with confusion, like she was the one caught off guard.
But inside, she was screaming.
