Reaching for his hand, I wrap my fingers around his wrist and draw it towards me. I don't ask permission or offer a warning, just take his thumb into my mouth, tongue circling to lick it clean and pullling it out slowly. That done, I lean over, licking at the spot on his chest where his sad dessert had originally fallen.

Sitting upright again, I reach back into the bag, pulling out a licorice pinwheel this time. "Not bad, I guess. Nothing a little chocolate sauce couldn't improve." Honestly, all I could really taste was the salt on Danny's skin. My last statement still stands though.