Category: enchiladas
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Want some?" he asks, pointing to his dinner.Maybe eating will calm my nerves. "What is it?""Enchiladas. makes kick-ass enchiladas." He stabs a small portion with a fork and holds it out to me. "If you're not used to this kind of spicy food--""I love spicy," I interrupt, taking it into my mouth. I start chewing, enjoying the blend of flavors. But when I swallow, my tongue slowly catches on fire. Somewhere behind all the fire there's flavor, but the flames are in the way."Hot," is all I can say as I attempt to swallow."I told you." Alex holds out the cup he'd been drinking from. "Here, drink. Milk usually does the trick, but I only have water."I grab the cup. The liquid cools my tongue, but when I finish the water it's as if someone stokes it again. "Water . . . ," I say.He fills another cup. "Here, drink more, though I don't think it'll help much. It'll subside soon."Instead of drinking it this time, I stick my tongue in the cold liquid and keep it there. Ahhh . . ."You okay?""To I wook otay?" I ask."With your tongue in the water like that, actually, it's erotic. Want another bite?" he asks mischievously, acting like the Alex I know."Mo mank ooh. book-quotewaterbrittany-ellisenchiladas
