Ricochet (Addicted #2)

Three different pints of ice cream squeeze in between my thighs, the chill seeping into my Ms. Marvel pajama pants.

Valentine’s Day sucks. Connor and Rose planned their date for the past week at some fancy restaurant, leaving me to gorge on Chunky Monkey, Half-Baked, and Cherry Garcia alone.

I watch late-night cartoons on the high-def television, being transported back to my childhood years with Looney Tunes.

With each “that’s all folks,” my heart thuds and I turn my head, about to mention how much I liked or hated the episode to Lo.