At one point, they stopped by a snack stand. Lila eagerly ordered an ice cream cone while Ethan stuck to a simple soda.
She looked at him suspiciously. "So you do hate ice cream."
Ethan took a sip of his drink. "Never said that."
"Then why aren't you getting one?"
He smirked. "Because I knew you'd offer me yours."
Lila blinked. "I — "
Before she could finish, he leaned down and took a small bite from her ice cream cone, straight from her hand.
She froze, her entire face turning red.
"Not bad," Ethan mused, licking his lips.
Lila just stared at him, speechless. Then, after a few seconds, she covered her face with one hand. "You're the worst."
Ethan chuckled. "You walked right into that one."
As the sun began to set, they found themselves sitting on a park bench, watching the Ferris wheel light up against the dimming sky.