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[jl_merrow]

I have a new release out today!









This is a mini-anthology featuring stories by me, Penelope Friday and Alex Marcus-Jacobs. If you've ever wondered whether your kitchen implements might be useful for somewhat smuttier purposes than whipping up a souffle, read on! ;)



"Justin, I don’t want to worry you, but there appears to be a naked man on the kitchen table, covered in food."

Tom grinned up at her from his supine position. "Hi, Claire. Hope you’re hungry!" The salad piled on his chest wobbled as he spoke.

"Um… what?" Claire asked weakly, sitting down mechanically in the chair that Justin held out politely.

"It’s simple, darling. We’ve been trying for weeks to get you to come and play with us, but you seem blind to our every hint." Justin frowned, looking adorably petulant. "You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d suspect you were being deliberately obtuse. But anyway," he said, smiling again, "we decided that tonight we would leave no room for misinterpretation."

"Lay our cards on the table, so to speak," Tom commented.

"Amongst other things," Justin added, raising an eyebrow suggestively. A couple of cherry tomatoes looked like they were about to do a runner off the table at any moment.

"But no pressure," Tom hastened to reassure her. "You just start up this end, with the salad, and if you don’t make it to dessert, we’ll know where we stand."

"Dejected," Justin put in mournfully.

"Rejected," Tom added.

"Neglected."

"And any other words ending in –ected we can think of…"

Claire barely listened to their banter, her eyes inevitably drawn to dessert. It was piled suggestively on Tom’s groin, and what was more, appeared to move slightly under her gaze.

Justin was still rambling on: "…but not injected, because we don’t do drugs, or vivisected, because that would just be disgusting…"

It was a testament to how completely thrown she was that it took Claire a moment to recognise the creamy dish, sprinkled with cocoa powder. "Oh, you bastards!" she cried fondly. "That is just not fighting fair!"

"Oh, don’t you like tiramisu, then?" Tom asked innocently.





Available in ebook here.

Comments

[tsuki-no-bara.livejournal.com]

hee! this snippet is adorable. and now i want some tiramisu. *facepalm*

[josephine-myles.livejournal.com]

Yum - Tiramisu!

Oh god, I've just remembered some food!porn fanfiction I wrote a while back...

Congratulations on another story out - they're coming thick and fast *immature sniggers*

[pd-singer.livejournal.com]

Love the list of -ected words.

[sabethea.livejournal.com]

*is made so happy by this snippet*

:-)

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

all those "-ected" words, now I need to go listen to Alice's Restaurant Menagerie (I think it's "menagerie" on the end of the name, anyhow. Definitely Alice's Restaurant (though that's the name of the song, not the name of the restaurant...)

Dammit!

PS No, not saying you are making any kind of reference to said song in your story. It just put me in mind of it :-)

[jl_merrow]

Glad you enjoyed! :D

And if you check out the torquere_social on Friday, I'll be posting a recipe for tiramisu contributed by the lovely josephine_myles!

[jl_merrow]

Thank you! :)

And I've got another one coming on Saturday!

[jl_merrow]

Thanks! :D

[jl_merrow]

Thank you! :D

[jl_merrow]

Definitely no reference in there, but the song sounds intriguing! ;D

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

Took me a while to remember why guy wrote it, but it's Arlo Guthrie. Oh, and the song's around 15-20 minutes long, and is wonderfully absurd-but-you-can-believe-it :-)