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“You, what’s your comfort food.” “Aside from coffee?” he said and smiled. “I like spicy food, not just spicy but really hot.” And she immediately connected it to something that almost raised one of her eyebrows: spicy foods were known to be an aphrodisiac. So was it one of the reasons he liked sex so much? Then, she remembered her dream where he was sexually molesting her and she felt her face heating up like somebody, or Soren himself, had rubbed a Carolina Reaper on both her cheeks.

He smirked at me. "So you think my body is cute, huh? Just so you know, cute is not the right word. Insanely hot, devilishly sexy, mouthwatering, sizzling. Take your pick." I scoffed. "God, you're insane! A devil in disguise! I can't believe that's the only thing you picked from my threat. And what's with mouthwatering and sizzling? Are you reciting food menus? Did you work as a waiter in some restaurant before?"

Richard replied. "And how does a food cooked by a girl taste?" Tina asked. "You are a girl, you should be familiar with the answer. It was so spicy that I almost drank a sachet of a toothpaste trying to nutrilize it," Richard replied. "You are lying, aren't you?" Tina asked. "Of course I am, I will be a psyco if I drink a sachet of toothpaste because of some spicy food. Besides, they don't even have spicy foods in this restaurant," Richard uttered.

“There is a stain of broth on your lips.” “Oh! It’s good, but spicy.” I waved my hand to my face to cool it and blew my breath because my tongue felt burned. He chuckled. “You know it’s spicy. So why ordered it?” “Because it’s delicious. If it weren’t spicy, it would be less tasty.” “Your expression is cute. If only I took your pic, it would be lovely to print and place on my desk,” he said, laughing loudly. “Don’t you dare!” I took another piece of tissue to wipe the sweat flowing from my forehead. Then I waved my hand again to cool myself from the spicy broth I swallowed.

Instantly, my mouth was on fire - the numbing spiciness nearly made me choke. I hadn't even seen Luke struggle with the heat yet, and here I was, already failing! Luke noticed my distress and passed me some water. "They import their chilies directly from Sichuan. Their extra hot is what they call 'demon level.' Usually only food bloggers attempt it." Me: !! Why didn't he warn me!

“I'll order something.” I glanced through the menu indecisively and sighed. Even my favourite meal didn't make me excited like it used to. I turned to the waiter. “Just get me anything spicy.” He blinked. “Yeah, something spicy.” I needed something to distract me from this crazy thought. “How spicy?” “Spicy enough to make me cry..” Scott laughed softly. "That's crazy... Are you sure you're fine? Why would you want to cry?" "I'm fine." “Alright, Ms. Coming right up.” The waiter said.

She slurped that thing down like it was a cup of jello and not the plate of inferno that it was. "Are you ok?" I ask, finally getting back my ability of speech. She gives me a thumb up, her lips still wrapped around the carton of milk. Her lips leave the mouth of the milk with a pop. "What was in that shit? Hellfire?" I fumble through the dustbin, fishing out the empty pack and reading the back. Manufactured by... Blah blah blah. My face blanches as I go over the line I just skimmed past, making sure I read it correctly. "It is considered one of the hottest noodles ever. A raging ball of fire. Advisable not to use all the pack of flavor in it." I let it slip through my fingers and back into

“Don’t be so stubborn. If you can’t eat it, just stop.” Adriana didn’t take the water. How could she cry freely if she drank it? “You don’t understand. Spicy is the most satisfying flavor. Sometimes people need to eat something extremely hot—just to burn the toxins out of their bodies.” She ate several more bites in a row, her mouth numb from the heat, her eyes red and swollen. Calvin sighed. “I think you’re just asking for trouble!” Yes, she wasn’t just being reckless. She had been doing this for years… had any of those times been worse than this?

"I'm honoured-" "So, are you as spicy as those books that you write?" Jake's comment cut off Quinn's words of appreciation. Her eyebrows furrowed and she narrowed her eyes at him before saying, "Excuse me?" "Well, I was once curious to know why my mother loved your books so much, so, I read them. I didn't think she would be reading a book with steamy scenes," Jake remarked. He smirked and gave Quinn a once-over before adding, "I must admit, you don't look like the type who would write such books in person."

He’s just fishing around for an answer. But I’m not biting. I’m not going to take his bait. “None of your business,” I repeated, absently taking a sip of the offered beverage. It was spicy, but in a good way, warming me all the way down to my stomach. “This is good,” I said aloud as I took another sip. “Very good.”