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The Kiss Me Slow Cocktail Recipe
Stir ingredients together into an old-fashioned glass, and serve.
When they got to Andy’s over-the-water bungalow, however, all he pulled out was a bottle of whisky.
Disappointment hit Tanya in more ways than just one. If he was going to offer whisky, the least he could do
was produce something truly decadent.
Oh well. It served her right for forgetting her principles of dating.
How could she expect a mere boy to know his stuff?
“Surely you don’t mean the Johnny Walker?” She tasted the chilly shards in her own words.
“It’s blue label though. Crème de la crème. Taste it.”
I’d rather taste you, thought Tanya. But the spicy liquid glowed with a divine fire in her throat, sweet and toasty and chocolaty, and when she heard a moan of pleasure, it took a second to realize it was her own.
Andy watched her, his eyes burning into hers. “That good, huh?”
She felt the heat spread from her throat down. “Mmmm.” Yeah, really well done. Ten out of ten for nonchalant.
"How inappropriate do you think it would be if I kissed you right now?”
Her throat was thick. With the whisky? With longing? He was younger than her.
“Totally inappropriate,” she managed.“Cool.” He flashed her a predatory smile. “Because I have my Bad Boy reputation to maintain, you know.”