“What are you doing?”
Nicholas glanced at me, who was holding the door open to the rooftop. He was standing outside, sheltered under the roof canopy as the rain poured, eating an ice cream.
“Watching the rain,” he replied nonchalantly.
“That is not what I meant.” Shivering inside my hoodie, I closed the door and approached. “Why are you eating an ice cream when it’s so cold?”
“Because I like to eat ice cream on rainy days.”
I gave him a look of disbelief. “That’s probably why your heart is cold.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing.” I wrapped my arms around my body and sighed. We couldn’t go home yet because it was raining so heavily. And the Devil Prince didn’t want to get wet running to his car. So we were stuck here for awhile.
“You took awhile. Number 2?”
“There was a line,” I retor
