Simone Elkeles Quote

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.