Silvia Davis POV
"Desert? Are you taking me to a desert?" I croaked, my voice hoarse from crying.
"I can, if you're up for it. I'm ready to take you anywhere. But I didn't ask for a desert, I asked for dessert, something sweet to eat," Alex chuckled, gently nestling my head against his chest and rubbing the back of my head.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, I had mixed up the two in my distress.
"What's sweet?" I inquired, rubbing my nose on his shirt.
"Maybe ice cream, or hot chocolate, whatever my girl wants, I can make it happen. Your man knows how to cook and knows clearly how to fulfill all of your demands; you just need to command," he assured me.
"My man? His woman," I thought. Was this guy always this sweet?
I still remember how sweet he had been the first day we met. He had acte
