I'm so happy The Flash and Arrow are back! Also, Gotham and Sleepy Hollow had great returns. As always, Banshee threw me for a sideways spin, bringing something random in from last season to kick the story and plot forward in a totally new way. Gotta say I'm pretty thrilled the topic of who Hood is or is not is being raised. I'm so damned curious about his past, which I rather hope ties into the military heist plot thread. We'll know if I'm right in about seven more episodes. J
Caught up with The Librarians and would not be disappointed if that one gets another season. It's such a fun show! Also loving the news of an X-Files revival. I'm almost through season six of my rewatch so the information comes at a timely moment. J
Tonight's post is from Using Tongue, a sexy short of one-up-manship between the main characters.
Here's the tagline:
Joss Hellenburg hates licorice and Lisa Getz aims to show him why he should learn to love it—by using her tongue during a hot and steamy kiss—which sets up a series of sexy embraces while the two try to outdo each other.
And a snippety peek…
"What do you mean, you don't like licorice?" Lisa slid off the stainless steel counter in the kitchen. "Are you crazy?"
Joss finished slicing the potato. "No, I'm not." He lifted the huge stock pot and placed it on the stove burner, turning the temperature to medium high. "And you're not finished with getting the carrots peeled and sliced." He handed her a peeler and nodded toward the pile of orange vegetables.
Lisa shook her head. "How can you not appreciate black licorice?" She ran the peeler over the carrot, swiftly shedding the skin. "The dark, smoky flavor that lingers on the tongue, it's sooo good." She finished off two more and paused, shifting her gaze to Joss.
He sighed and grabbed his knife then started cutting. "Blech, not to me. It looks like blobs of hard ink." He shot her a sideways glance. "Who eats ink?"
Lisa finished up with the peeling and scooped Joss's cut vegetables into the stock pot. She shrugged. "No one I know, but that's exactly the point. Licorice isn't ink." When he finished cutting, she added the remaining vegetables into the pan. "Have you even tried it before?"
He shuddered. "Nope. Can't get past the whole ink blob thing." He turned and leaned against the counter. "Why does it matter?"
Damned if she knew. "I guess it doesn't, except you don't know what you're missing when you haven't even tried the stuff." Grabbing a washcloth, she wiped down the work surface then picked up a spoon to stir the simple stew on the stove. "Can you get the rolls started? Thirty minutes until serving time."
Joss nodded and pulled the pans out, quickly shuffling the brown and serve bread to the surfaces. Lisa watched for a few moments then went back to stirring the stew. His reticence about trying licorice surprised her. How could he hate something he'd never experienced? The idea boggled her mind.
Ink blobs. Okay, he had a point. A little bit of one. But he'd never even tasted how spicy, hot, and savory black licorice could be.
She planned to change his mind. And she had just the way to do so. After they finished serving the soup kitchen meal, but before they started cleaning up, she'd catch him off guard and lay a hot, licorice infused kiss on him.
Turning the burner heat down, she grinned. "Don't knock it until you try it, buddy."
I'm having fun with this one. Lisa and Joss are a hoot to write.
That's it for this week. Happy reading!