Une Limonade Novels & Stories

The moment I sat down on a chair and took off my sarong, a very handsome Asian man my age showed. He wore a white uniform, carried a tray of drink glasses. empty balls balancing on one hand and gave a smile: - Good afternoon Miss. Can I bring you a drink? A snack? “What are those drinks with the little colored umbrellas?” He smiled. "I figured you might want one of those girly drinks." this is the specialty from Diamond Star, a mix of fruit juice and coconut liqueur with Mexican rum. Or, of course, we have the classic margarita.

I say, my hands going to my stomach, a little blush coming to my cheeks. “Sei incinta?” she asks, wanting to be sure. I look to Daniel, and he nods at me, and I turn to her and nod again eagerly. She throws up her hands and cheers, as does everyone else, and the kitchen is full of happy noise and cries. Then, to my surprise, someone opens a bottle of something – I don’t know what – and begins to fill tiny glasses, handing them around to everyone in the room. Even I am handed one as Daniel comes to my side. “It’s limoncello,” he murmurs in my ear. “Just take a little sip to please them.”

His eyes instantly searched the place for Larose. “Where did the pretty lady go?” He asked as he placed the tray on the table. “She had to leave in a hurry, unfortunately.” Mrs Windsommer replied, taking a glass. Rion and I followed suit. I took a sip of the drink and smiled at the burst of the sweet nectar on my tongue. “This is delicious.” I confessed. “Thank you. It's a new recipe I picked up. It's a lychee mocktail. Took a bit of time to prepare but I'm proud of my work.” Lian said with a grin as he took a seat.

"Then let's order our drinks. You still have to go back to work, but we can have a drink while we wait for our meal?" "One won't hurt." "What would you like?" "Well, you offered me a culinary experience, so surprise me." He flashed a beautiful smile and nodded, placing the order with the waiter who brought our drinks and menus. "It's called Papa Doble. Rum, maraschino liqueur, lime, grapefruit juice, and ice. I think you'll like it. I toast to your lovely company." Levy raised his glass. I smiled at him and accepted the toast. I tried the drink and was impressed - it was fresh and so cold, with little sugar, the sweet-and-sour taste of grapefruit, and the distinctive nutty flavor of maraschi

The place was gorgeous, framed energy drink adverts lined the walls above glossy white ceramic tiles, and the tops were black marble. “You did these?” I asked, pointing one out. “Sure did.” He smiled at me, and I’d have relaxed completely if I hadn’t felt the heat of Max behind me. “Wine? Spirits? Soft drink?” Soren raised his eyebrows. “Power-up lime, the drink of champions?” I smiled back. “Water, please.” He took out a mineral water, one of those posh ones in glass bottles, dispensed some ice from their super cool fridge-freezer, and handed it over in a twisty glass. I sipped, and my throat was tight with nerves.

“What is that?” Blaze smiled. “It’s called a Montana Sky. It has lemonade, elderflower gin, and lavender syrup. Want a sip?” She offered it to Amerie, who hesitantly sipped. Her eyes widened. It was sweet and refreshing, and reminded her of a spring day. “Wow.” Amerie said. “I’m definitely getting that next.” Blaze grinned. “Careful. It’s almost as dangerous as my shop.” She winked. Amerie couldn’t help but laugh.

I replied taking a sip of my water as checking on Jason through the corner of my eyes. "Sex in the driveway" I choked again on the water. "What?" I asked alarmed. "It's a variation of Sex on the beach. It's a drink don't worry" he gave a mischievous smile. "Oh," I facepalmed inwardly. The bar attendant handed me a bright blue drink just like the deep blue waters in front of me, with a slice of lemon on the drinking glass and ice cubes floating on the top. I took a tiny sip from the straw provided. It is a bit sweet with peach, orange, lemon, and sprite. The soda bubbles give it a lighter feel that makes it refreshing.

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

Thanking him, I begin grabbing glasses down for everybody. "What should I get out for everyone to drink?" I ask. "We have a pitcher of fresh lemonade in the fridge. If that works for you then I am sure that we could all drink it and we could just keep the pitcher in the middle of the table." He suggests. I have to admit, I love lemonade. It was always one of my favorite drinks as a kid. When I get it out of the fridge, I am so excited to have some again that I cannot wait and pour me some. Taking a drink, it is better than I remember. Crisp, refreshing, not too sweet and not sour either. Perfect. Sighing, I set my glass down and go to try and help Dante cook dinner.

She pushed something into my hands. “What is it?” I asked, holding it up so I could read the label without Nora burning me. “Lemonade!” “If you can’t drink, none of us are!” Veronica smiled at me through the mirror. “You don’t have to!” I appreciated it, but there was still some guilt for it. “It’s a struggle to not smoke right now….” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Somehow I’ll manage though.” With a deep sigh, she smiled at me. “Careful now. That sarcasm is lacking.”