Chapter 262

“I don’t—”

“No refusing!” Luke cut in quickly, his round eyes wide with a mock-serious glare.

Roco let out a heavy sigh. “Vanilla.”

“Perfect!” Luke cheered, his voice so bright it made the vendor chuckle.

Everything Luke ordered was packed to go—he had no intention of eating there. Once the bags were handed over, they slipped out of the busy stand. Luke kept peeking into his paper bag as though he