Erik Menendez Lemon Novels & Stories

Ezra had to take action because if I did he won’t like it. “Maybe not the sexy guy in the corner came in for you yesterday,” Marley said, nodding at the duo in the corner. Derek, I thought. “You think he’s sexy? Want me to hook you up?” I teased. Marley grimaced. “No one wants seconds.” “Seconds? Girl, are you insane? That man is a whole-ass meal! Sign me up,” Wren ate Derek up with her eyes. “And he has a friend. This is working out nicely,” Lettie said.

“Enjoy your dinner.” When I arrived back to the office, Eriez’s presence greeted me menacingly. His arms suddenly crossed across his chest as he stood in wait at the hallway like an ornamental knight. He seemed to have just finished conversing with somebody in his phone. I knew it has something to do with my earlier date. “How’s the food Rhio?” he asked through clenched jaws. It was more of a challenge than a question. “Appetizingly delicious.” “You shamed Ms. Mendez,” he finally blurted, “Her father had just called me to withdraw their recent dealings with us. Aren’t you thinking of our losses?”

Not everyone could be as pretty as Krispin. "I'll be back with your order." I heard one of them whisper "Is she the one?" when I walked away but I didn't hear Krispin's answer. I went behind the bar and cut a slice of lemon while Kevin handled the beers. I plopped the lemon in the microwave for 30-seconds and then poured the room-temperature Mountain Dew into a large glass. The entire club had gotten wind that Krispin and I were a couple, and Kevin explained Krispin's drink preference as soon as my shift started. I squeezed the hot lemon into the un-iced glass, placed it on the tray with the beers, and carried it to the waiting trio.

He returned to the bedside and picked up the half-peeled apple, acting as if nothing had happened. However, I noticed his hand trembled slightly as he peeled the apple. It betrayed a trace of fear from what had just happened. "Does your hand hurt?" The words slipped out before I even realized I'd spoken. Damien's head snapped up, eyes bright with sudden delight. "N-No, it doesn't," he replied, shaking his head vigorously. Then he held out the peeled apple to me, his eyes full of anticipation. I hesitated for a moment before accepting it and taking a small bite, savoring the sweetness.

Suddenly, his eyes started to sting. After having one bite, Liam couldn't help but take another. His hands moved the second his mind thought to get more. Rebecca didn't notice that Liam seemed out of sorts. But she got curious when she saw Liam proactively eating the lemon chicken. "Dr. Manson, I'm wondering if you think today's lemon chicken is authentic enough," she said teasingly. The second she said this, Liam started sobbing. He nodded his head repeatedly. "Yes, very authentic. It tastes just like I remember."

The flattened peel sprawled across the counter like a half-dead jellyfish. I could practically imagine Julian standing there in the middle of the night staring at his own terrible life choices. Evelyn: Wait, you stole TWO lemons?? Julian: Souvenirs matter Another message appeared almost immediately. Julian: But seriously, I don’t recommend eating yours I smiled despite myself while typing back. Evelyn: I don’t think normal people eat whole lemons directly anyway… Julian: I made lemonade! Evelyn: Did you at least put honey in it

“But yeah… the beaches still win for me.” Erica looked at him closely and suddenly laughed. “You know, brother, that tan color actually suits you,” she teased. “You look more masculine now.” Leon, who was about to eat a piece of durian, paused. The fruit slipped from his hand and dropped back onto his plate. “What?” he said, slightly embarrassed. Steve burst out laughing. “She’s right, though,” he added. “When you left Manila, you were so pale. Now look at you.”

He could practically smell the sharp, refreshing citrus scent already--this was deliberate. "Just set it here, thanks," Meredith said easily, gesturing toward an empty spot near the entrance to the secretarial office. "First day on the job. It's only polite to bring a small gift." Turning to the two secretaries, he added with a gentle smile, "The leaves are refreshing. And once it bears fruit, you can make lemon water." Liam let out a quiet chuckle and stepped forward, brushing his fingers lightly over one of the lemon leaves.

“I can’t leave the cashier to assist you. The lemons are on the fruit section while the chili powder is at the condiments, near the rice and vegetables.” I thanked Gwen and walked to where the things she needed are. She grabbed five lemons. For sure, it’s more than enough for their dish. She’ll make lemonade if it’s too much then. On her way to the chili powder, she bumped into a big built body. “Shit!” Fear electrocuted my system . The guy was someone that I know. Someone whom I needed to avoid. Marvel—the guy who almost punched me in the school.

She came in at a close second. "Tell me, Ciaran, how is your endeavor going with the coal mines you are pinning after?" Nerezza asked and spooned some ice cream into her mouth, Lemon flavored with a sweet granadilla syrup. Mint leaves to break up the sugar. I smiled and took a bit as well.