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“This is an insult to Pozole Rojo. Who the hell shared that recipe?” After a long moment, he swallowed hard and reluctantly popped it into his mouth — and instantly, a fiery, terrifying heat shot straight up to his brain! He spat it out violently, gulped water like crazy, rolled his eyes, and shouted, “Holy crap! What is this thing? Are you trying to kill me?! It’s so damn spicy! And what do you mean ‘just a little salty’? How much salt did you dump in here?!”

“You know…” Derek said under his breath as he reached for his water, eyes glinting with mock betrayal, “when you said spicy… I wasn’t imagining melting my tongue off.” I laughed, nearly choking on my own bite as I set my taco down, covering my mouth with one hand. The spice was real, molten lava disguised as salsa roja but the burn was worth the look on his face.

“Oh, Nate. Remind me to educate you on the joys of a show called Firefly. It’s old, but fun.” “And it involves man parts?” I was still confused. I don’t think I’ll ever get the hang of the language shared by these three. It seems to be equal parts sarcasm and quotes from random books and shows. At the beginning of summer, I listened to an entire rant about men in classical literature.

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

Ryan listened attentively and that's what I really liked about him. The waitress finally arrived with our food. As we dug into our pasta dishes, I squeezed my face in shock. So spicy. What the fuck? "Looks like you're about to spit fire." Ryan whispered with a naughty smile I tried to smile despite my strained expression. "I'm good..." I forced the words, not even hearing myself God... why is it so spicy? The only thing I could focus on is my blazing taste buds. They're screaming and I'm tempted to scream too.

“I’m just feeding you. If the food is not…” “The food is perfect. I love spicy food...love the light heat in my mouth.” Ryan slowly raised eyes filled with annoyance, off the food and onto Jeremy’s. “Maybe I should wrap it around your cock…let’s see if you can handle the heat,” Ryan added huskily, shocking himself. His intention had been to sound wicked and mean. But somehow what he’d said had rather come out sounding suggestive.

I smile and look at him. "You promise," I nod my head and did the thumb thing for when you when making promises to assure him that I'll help him no matter what the thing is, "I kinda ate Kelly's pizza" he scratched his neck and slowly raised his head "She's in the kitchen right now" It took me some time to realize what he said and I kinda tell you I suddenly got goosebumps when I remember the scariest thing about Kelly. Do you know how people often ship a sweet and spicy pair like in a couple? One of them is sweet as vanilla while the other is spicy like Indian food. Things like opposites attract are very trendy when it comes to dating but what if one person has both the sweet and spicy side

Marilyn smiled, "I didn't know Mr. Lowe also likes spicy food." Marilyn's lips were as red as the rose because of the chili. Her beautiful eyes flickered with an indescribable charm. She moved Malcolm's heartstrings. Malcolm forced a smile and said, "The spicy food goes viral online. Many people post their recipes. Everyone loves spicy food." "Damn it, it was too spicy. I don't like it at all!" Malcolm screamed in his mind. He only ate fancy lobsters. Their meat was juicy and delicious. The cook would season the lobster properly and he could calmly enjoy the beautiful taste.

“Look what I have.” “Is this my book?” she giggled as she recognized the cover. “Where did you get this?” “Belkin was telling us how you’re an author. I got a copy. I am very excited to read it. No wonder you are so brave and heroic when you write such stories.” “You do know this is a spicy book.” “Spicy? Cookbook?” “No. Sexy. It’s got a lot of sex in it. The main character has two penises.” “Lucky man! Is the book explicit?” he made wide eyes. “Does he use both penises?”

I slumped in my chair, feeling like life itself had betrayed me. “Nothing special. A firepop,” Caius said with a shrug. “Made from pepper juice.” His grin widened. “You, my dear, just got smacked with pure capsicum.” “Capsi...what?” I groaned, glaring. Caius tapped my chin with the stick of the lollipop. “Spicy science, sweetheart.” Alex rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, “You two are exhausting.” But when Caius smirked and I groaned dramatically again, his mouth almost...almost twitched toward a smile.