"Why get rid of them? They're perfect. Like sprinkles." Sprinkles on her soft, milky skin. True, her type was not something he generally found attractive. She was kind of like a puppy, but she had turned into a gorgeous girl for him in this light. He was seeing her with fresh eyes.
"She is desire of course I want her, but I want her in different ways. Sometimes she's my sister, my lover and others a mother. You're an entire different kind of want." He didn't mean that to demean her either, but his grin grew when she called him gorgeous. "I know, your cheeks turned so red the first time you bumped into me."