"I don't trust people who are neat with their ice cream," Derek said. "Spoons are for the weak." He resisted the urge to coo down at the puppy now cuddling up with him instead of assaulting his face.
He accepted the leash and said, "Cookies and cream, it was your fault," before Stiles disappeared inside. "And I hear the banana and peanut butter kind is supposed to be the best."