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she teased as he handed over cash for yet another item. “Good” he replied simply, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. “You deserve to be spoiled” They stopped at a street-food stall near the edge of the square… brightly colored umbrellas strung with beautiful lights, plastic tables and chairs scattered around a sizzling grill. Charlotte insisted on street food; she wanted the real experience. They ordered poutine loaded with cheese curds and gravy, crispy fish tacos topped with mango salsa, and two cold bottles of local craft beer. They sat close on a shared bench, their thighs touching, shoulders brushing, feeding each other bites between laughter and stolen kisses

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Skyler, the girl who stutters through small talk, who hides behind oversized hoodies and thick glasses because words always tangle in my throat when real people are around. It’s unbearable. But, after reading what’s on the cover of this book, I feel my hope starting to rise because this book promises to fix my problem. “Ancient incantations for confidence and connection.” The cover said. I’ve never actually been a fan of occult, but I may as well try, just this once. There are lots of people I’d like to talk to…. I want to be able to talk to the cute barista without my face burning up. Or maybe… more. I want to stand up to Selena and her minions.

Nyla: Sure, you can take as much as you want. A wide grin spread across my face. I replied quickly with a simple “Thanks” before I could overthink it. I grabbed the cutter and carefully opened the carton. Inside were rows and rows of small sachets of hot sauce. I took one, tore it open, and squeezed a generous amount over the fresh fries I had ordered earlier. The smell hit me first. It was rich, spicy, and slightly sweet. I dipped a fry and took a bite. Holy shit.

"It's pork belly with a spicy peanut sauce. Eat." She shoved the bite size wrap in her mouth and I could hear the crunching from the lettuce inside her mouth. I could tell it was a bit too spicy for her. She fans her face slightly. "Oh wow! Ahhh..That's spicy!" She hissed. "So you really do like spicy foods..." She was turning as red as her dress. "I love spicy things... yes...Sorry I thought you could handle it." I said, eyeing her cleavage heaving up and down.

she said proudly, placing another container down, "something spicy to make your day a little spicier." I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. "I know your true intentions." "Oh really?" she asked. "Yes. You're trying to make me cry while eating spicy food so you can blame the tears on the pepper." She burst into laughter. "You're too smart for your own good." I pulled the food closer. "Unfortunately for you, I enjoy spicy food." "That explains your personality." I gasped. "Are you calling me spicy?" "I didn't say that."

He whispered, planting a quick kiss on my lips as I slowly shook my head. “I'll take you to the room.” He offered, walking me out. Shit! What the hell did Kira do? ……. Ready for a visual treat? I'm thrilled to share my creative process with you on TikTok. Check my handle, ‘Books_haven’ Join me for book-related fun, character insights, and behind-the-scenes peeks into my writing world.

Felix decided to make it a special one—Spicy Western-Style Spareribs. “Check the ingredients, Catherine, if they’re all complete,” he told me. That was my job earlier to check if have the complete set of ingredients. Pork, of course, we have it. Paprika, salt, garlic powder, sugar, pepper, and butter. Did we forget something? The lemon and chili! They’re the most important ingredient for this meal.

She arranges the dishes on the low table near the fireplace, lights the fire prepared in advance, nods, and withdraws. The smell reaches us: a clear consommé, fresh bread, fish in white sauce, tender vegetables. Strawberries. Chocolate. Light, soothing things. Things for invalids, or for lovers. — Come. I help her up, guide her to the large armchair by the fire. I sit first, then settle her on my lap, sideways, like a child or a mistress. The robe falls open over her legs. She instinctively nestles against me, seeking warmth. I take the silver tureen. The consommé steams, golden.

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