Lord Maddison's POV
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as she delicately licked the ice cream. She was so engrossed in it that she didn't even notice my intense gaze. "I wish I was the ice cream," I playfully teased, causing her to blush as she slowly looked up, meeting my eyes.
"Well, you taste better than the ice cream," she flirted back, a smirk appearing on my face. "So I taste better than the ice cream?" I asked, seeking confirmation, and she blushed again, diverting her attention back to her treat.
With my arms folded, I observed her as she savored each lick, a playful expression on her face. In moments like these, I found myself completely captivated by her. Her simple actions, like enjoying an ice cream cone, emitted an effortless charm that drew me in.
As she continued to e
