{"id":3669,"date":"2020-05-17T14:52:06","date_gmt":"2020-05-17T18:52:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/?p=3669"},"modified":"2020-06-06T16:45:58","modified_gmt":"2020-06-06T20:45:58","slug":"bittersweet-dreams-short-excerpt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/2020\/05\/bittersweet-dreams-short-excerpt\/","title":{"rendered":"Bittersweet Dreams &#8211; Short Excerpt"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/B084DJTRQL\/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=ddpllc-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;creativeASIN=B084DJTRQL&amp;linkId=564a96485c8d87cfb4083afba77e447a\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-3671\" srcset=\"http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-683x1024.jpg 683w, http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-200x300.jpg 200w, http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-768x1152.jpg 768w, http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-1024x1536.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-1365x2048.jpg 1365w, http:\/\/ceceliadowdy.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/BittersweetDreams_Book3_eBook-1-scaled.jpg 1707w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/a><figcaption><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/B084DJTRQL\/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=ddpllc-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;creativeASIN=B084DJTRQL&amp;linkId=564a96485c8d87cfb4083afba77e447a\"><strong>Bittersweet Dreams<\/strong><\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Silently they continued to eat. He finished his coffee and\npoured another cup. \u201cWould you like\nsome dessert?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDessert after breakfast?\u201d She\u2019d never heard of such a thing. Who\nate dessert after breakfast?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He opened the refrigerator and removed a glass bowl covered with\nSaran Wrap. The bowl contained\u2026well, it looked like perfectly round balls of\nmilk chocolate. He tore the Saran Wrap off the bowl and the amazing lemony chocolate\nsmell practically shouted from the bowl. \u201cThese are chocolate lemon buttercreams.\nI got up extra early and made a batch this morning. I make them quite often.\u201d\nHis deep voice filled with pride as he stared at the bowl of candy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou can eat this whole bowl of candy yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He shrugged. \u201cIt stays fresh in the fridge. Sometimes, I take a\nbatch to church to share at meetings. Like yesterday, I made a batch and shared\nit at a youth group meeting.\u201d Well, that explained why he\u2019d smelled of lemons\nand chocolate the previous day. She glanced at his shirt and noticed that it\nwas stained with chocolate and yellow. She figured he was messy and spilled\nchocolate and lemon filling on his shirt when he made the candy. That\u2019s why he\nsmelled so amazing. He pushed the bowl closer to her. \u201cHave some.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He didn\u2019t have to ask her twice. Curiosity and\u2026something else\nseemed to erupt within her as she selected one of the balls of candy. She\u2019d\nnever met a man who cooked like Keith Baxter and made his own candy. She bit\ninto the chocolate. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Oh. My. Goodness.<\/em> <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The fresh lemon cream center coated with milky chocolate\nexploded in her mouth like a cloud of perfect sweetness. She moaned and\nfinished the piece of candy in two bites. Chocolate had melted on her fingers,\nand heaven help her, she just couldn\u2019t resist. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She licked her fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Keith\u2019s laughter filled the kitchen. His eyes twinkled and his\ndimples winked as he looked directly at her. She eyed the bowl. In spite of her\nfull stomach, she wanted to select another piece of candy. But, she couldn\u2019t\nsample another piece. It just wouldn\u2019t be right, especially since she\u2019d been so\nenamored with the candy that she\u2019d lost her mind and had licked her fingers. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Still chuckling, Keith removed a box of aluminum foil from the cupboard. He tore off a piece of foil and, as if he were reading her mind, he placed half a dozen pieces of candy into the foil and wrapped it up. He then presented it to her. Their fingers touched when she accepted his offering. Warm sparks of delight shot up her palm. Her hand felt so warm that she hoped the candy wouldn\u2019t melt before she got home. Finally, she remembered her manners. \u201cThank you.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His eyes twinkled as he quickly winked at her. \u201cYou\u2019re welcome.\u201d  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/B084DJTRQL\/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=ddpllc-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;creativeASIN=B084DJTRQL&amp;linkId=564a96485c8d87cfb4083afba77e447a\">Bittersweet Dreams<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Silently they continued to eat. He finished his coffee and poured another cup. \u201cWould you like some dessert?\u201d \u201cDessert after breakfast?\u201d She\u2019d never heard of such a thing. Who ate dessert after breakfast? He opened the refrigerator and removed a glass bowl covered with Saran Wrap. 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