Chapter 17: Death By Dramatic Irony

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"Why are you making me doing this?"

"You're procrastinating. You just have to get it over with."

"Oh my gosh! You're totally smiling! It's going to be spicy! My tongue is going to fall off or something!"

Leo slide the mysterious bright orange sauce across the dark red table. "Do it."

I pushed it back. "You do it!"

"You lost the bet, you get the sauce."

I pouted. Leo had been walking me to a taxi in the pouring rain, when he had suddenly grabbed my upper arm, spun me around and struck a bet with me, eyes flirtatious. He said if I could name four types of taco's he would let me go, but if I didn't, I'd have to go eat with him at a Mexican grill and ingest the spiciest plate of nachos they had, along with some other things on the menu he liked.

In my defense, I thought a fajita was a taco...

"Do it," Leo demanded, a grin lining his lips as he held a nacho up in front of my face, waving it under my noise.

I cringed. I could literally smell the spiciness of the chip. With a roll of my eyes, I snapped my teeth at the chip he was holding, getting a nice slice of jalapeño in my mouth, seeds and all.

Leo wasn't pleased. "You got to eat four or it doesn't count."

"Four nachos?"

"No, four jalepeno's."

I frowned up at him from where I was slouched across the table, arms crossed over my chest. "I hate you."

"Eat the chip," he sang teasingly.

"Ok, ok!" I laughed. With a large intake of air, I grabbed another nacho and stuffed it whole into my mouth, then another. With a twist of mouth, I slowly dropped my gaze down to the large plate of cheesy jalapeño nachos before me and thought for a moment they were on fire my eyes were watering so much. It was then I hit with a wave of heat on my tongue, and I immediately went to grab for my drink.

It wasn't there.

Panicking, and practically choking on the spiciness, I looked up at Leo to see he was holding my diet coke, shaking it in front of me teasingly and smiling at me like a little boy from across the table. With a yelp, I reached across the booth for it.

He simply pulled his hand back.

This was war.

I scooted over in the booth. I had to practically sit on Leo to get to the drink, which he was holding up in his right hand like a torch. My tongue was stinging so much, I didn't even care if I would be embarrassed. I sat on Leo to get that damn drink. I drank the entire contents and reached for Leo's cup, drinking it all, and then sighing happily.

Remember when I said I was practically sitting on Leo? Well, I was literally sitting on Leo. "Maybe I should tell you that sauce that's on the nachos is habanera sauce. An extremely spicy pepper," Leo told me in a quiet tone by my ear. "However, this restaurant's secret ingredient gives it a few after kicks..." He then gripped my legs with his hands, holding me against him like a prisoner. I instantly got warm all over and giggled nervously. I fell over on the booth, him on top of me, and both of us laughing hysterically. Leo hoisted me up in his arms with a chuckle. "You're very light."

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