Fearless Love
“By all rights, he should still be pissed as hell. And in fact, he was still pissed as hell, largely at Fairley. Sooner or later, he’d have to do something about the little pissant, but right now he had other things to think about. Namely, what to do for the main dish at the contest Saturday.
Fois gras was out, but he found he wasn’t too upset about that after all. The whole fois gras thing had messed up their regional cred, seeing as how nobody in Texas was producing it currently. Now he stared up at the shelves of bottles, cans and jars, waiting for inspiration to strike and hoping inspiration didn’t take too long doing it.
Orange soda and Starburst Fruit Chewies. He sighed. He wasn’t going to go that route, but he hoped he could come up with something that would at least give Fairley a case of heartburn.
What he couldn’t exactly explain, though, was his feeling of elation as he sorted through possibilities. He couldn’t possibly be enjoying this, could he? That would be thoroughly perverse.
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