Candy Daddy
"Do you also like chocolates, sweetheart?"
Candace feels his warm breath on her neck and looks in his black eyes intensely. They are black. Not brown like earlier she saw him first, they are black as night right now. "Yes, sir. I like them, too."
His hand retreats from the shelf and gets back with a red velvet box. Candace looks at it and recognizes the brand which is one of the most precious ones of Italian chocolates. He opens it and waits for her choice. There are round-shaped chocolates with different tones of brown. She picks one of them and brings to her lips, bites a little piece from it. "