Those Three Words

by Alexis Winter

Miss Silver isn’t just something to eat; she’s a mouthwatering morsel that I want to devour.

Sir. Such an innocent little word that when spoken by her sends all sorts of thoughts racing through my brain.

I swear it’s like the moment men know that you’re happy without them and you’ve made the decision to focus on yourself, they send you a text.

I can’t take my eyes off her. I don’t even care if she catches me. She’s absolutely stunning.

“Why do you insist on teasing me?” He presses his nose against mine. “Or defying me.”

I want to protect her like she’s mine. I want to mark every single part of her body. I want to look at her and know there isn’t one inch of her I haven’t touched or kissed.