– Wanna lick it?

He said, waving it

playfully in my face,

just inches from

my nose.

 

I don’t lick often,

but his tone was

full of promises.

Pledging that I

wouldn’t regret

concenting to

his treat…

 

He always had

his ways with me.

Tempting me

with his sweet

side! Always

trying to lure me

into guilty pleasures.

 

– Lick it! He said

again, Lick it, you

know you’ll like it…

 

When I agreed,

he probably thought

I surrendered to his

sparkling gaze…

 

But it’s really the

dark, sweet chocolate

of the uncooked

brownie mix

left in his bowl, that

made me succumb

in the end…