“<em>Indeed. It means I can eat all the ice cream I want and not get fat, as long as I have steamy hot sex all the time</em>.”<br/><br/>Cecily's response to her comment had the blond laughing again as she shifted to rest further against her best friend. In college years they had sometimes shared rooms and beds, snuggling and totally at ease with one another. Now things were different, clearly, but she refused to let them become awkward, not with her best friend. Dawn kissed Ce's cheek with a soft giggle. "You really do love your ice cream.."<br/><br/>Gwydion seemed just as amused and reached into the shopping bag for the different pints of ice cream and a few spoons, the redheaded Pure went down onto his knees and walked to them on them without an inch of seeming subservient. Those burning blue eyes found hers and she found her breath catching, her skin flickering all over again because he was one of her best friends here in the new life, a incredible lover and the man to whom her innocence had gone. He had refused to let her be simply a tool to her father's whim.<br/><br/>When he reached them she shifted up, flashing him a smile. "What's the price for yielding the spoons oh Harper?"<br/><br/>It got a deep chuckle out of him as he set the ice cream down and then shifted the spoons, considering. "A kiss, from your lips and then hers." Dawn glanced at Ce with a smile, figuring her friend would consent, after all she had just done far more then kiss Roarke. And so the blond leaned in, setting her lips against Gwydion's and then softened, whimpering in delight as with a savage sort of grace he moved it deeper, kissing her so well her thoughts spun away and she clung to him without reserve. When he finally pulled away, nipping her lower lip with a pleased smile she returned the expression and collected her spoon.<br/><br/>"I think I got rather more out of that deal.."