Milk and Cookies — Ali Parker

The girls that I meet are just that, girls.

Boring, bland and worst of all have no intelligence to hold a conversation.

When my friend asks me to join him for the holidays, I couldn't have said yes fast enough.

I was surprised to find out that his step mother, who had lost her husband, was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen.

I will have to be careful, but I'm not letting her slip away.

I can play Santa and she will be my milk and cookies.