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"Does this place at least have coffee, do you think?" "I know they do," Harper assured him, opening her door. Freezing wind whipped strands of hair that had escaped her French twist across her face, and she shivered before pulling herself out of the bucket seat. "Mrs. Overbay will have a fresh pot on and, if we're lucky, she may have some apple dapple." "What in the world is an apple dapple?" Cam asked, throwing his hands up in the air and giving her a piercing look. "It's a special kind of apple cake. You'll love it!" Harper let the wind slam the car door shut and headed for the warmth of the small, country store.

When Maria walked in, I forced a smile. "Are you okay? I heard the boss scolding you." "What kind of apple is this? It tastes so good." She looked at me strangely, knowing I was avoiding the problem, but she didn't press me any further. "Honeycrisp apple from Washington. Leonel likes them a lot. Every week, he places an online order. He is extremely picky about his fruits. "I see." "And also picky about his girlfriends," she winked. "He only dates the best ones."

I took back my drink and slid it to Ryan. I laid a 50 on the table."Why do you keep asking questions, huh?" I asked him. He took a sip of his beer and reverted back to me. "The owner is a friend of mine." I was getting tired of this small talk. "I don't own smaller bills, so keep the change." I grabbed my jacket and my purse ready to make my exit. "I didn't get your name." The random man had said. "I didn't give you it, but we all know you're not going to remember it in the morning so let's cut the chit chat. Grab your car, my place, no talking." I responded before I left. I think he was more surprised than anything. "I didn't even have to try so hard," Aiden responded to Ryan. "No man, you

I asked the waiter. "The apple cider bourbon smash is popular — bourbon, fresh apple cider from our orchard, lemon, and a touch of maple syrup. Or if you prefer something lighter, the rosemary gin fizz is excellent." "I'll try the bourbon one," I decided. Miles ordered the same, and the waiter disappeared with a promise to return shortly. Left to ourselves again, Miles leaned forward slightly, his elbows on the table. "So. Thoughts so far?"

"Hehe ... well, the food is here. I'm hungry." Fried smashed chicken with rice was already in front of them. With great appetite, Alice and Jordi devoured the food. Silently, because it turned out that the fried chicken vendor made the chili sauce quite spicy. They were busy wiping away sweat and drinking water to get rid of the spiciness. "What level did you order, anyway?" Jordi's lips felt swollen from the spiciness. "I told them not to make it too spicy." Alice wiped the sweat that kept pouring down.

Ryan didn’t think the place would be exactly like a bar as the name said, “Kitchen n bar.” His amusement lifted at the sight of the simple apple custard. They plated this delicious-looking dessert in a wide bowl, the creamy texture wrapped around the bowl. The mayonnaise colored texture and apricots peeking under the soft coating of custard. Ryan felt his mouth watering. And last, the toppings were extravagant to see cashews on the top, which covered a layer of sliced caramel green apples and syrup of caramel spread across.

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 bit my finger, staring at the selection. "Well, let's see. The Rogan Josh is mild, the Vindaloo is spicier. Tikka Masala, of course, that's pretty standard." "I think I want the spicy one." "The spicy one it is." I grabbed one of the jars of Vindaloo Sauce and dropped it into the basket I was carrying. "I have rice at home, do we need anything else?" "Seriously? Wine, of course. Silly girl." I giggled and we headed over toward that section of the store.

Mango sticky rice for dessert. Alex's finger hovered over the order. She shouldn't. It was too obvious. Too much of a tell. But Emma needed food too. And Alex knew exactly what she liked. She placed the order. Pad thai, extra spicy, no peanuts. Spring rolls. Mango sticky rice. Twenty minutes, the app said. Alex set down her phone. "Food's coming." "What did you order?" "Thai. From that place on Third." Emma's pen stopped moving. "There are a dozen Thai places around here. Why that one?"

Eli was still in a good mood. "Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow," Natalie said, then hung up the phone and quietly turned on the recording. She put the phone in her pocket and said to Bettany, "I'm sorry. What kind of dishes do the Young Masters like to eat?" "Oh, it's fine. Well, Ralph likes apples and nuggets, but he doesn't like spicy food. He can't stand spicy food. As for Dante, his adopted parents are from H City, and people there like spicy food very much, so Dante also likes spicy food," Bettany Hadley said enthusiastically.