Thursday Spotlight: Silvia Violet

I’ve invited panther shifter Conner Langley over for dinner. Connor, one of the heroes of Accommodating Desire, grew up eating whatever was put in front of him, usually something pre-packed and flavorless. But after taking the job as Ian Hadley’s security chief and becoming Ian’s lover, he’s been developing more sophisticated tastes in food. One night, early in their relationship, Ian surprised Connor with dinner. They had tuna steaks and Connor fell in love that night. So I’ll help him reminisce by serving tuna steaks, sesame kale, sweet potato fries, and apple butterscotch tart.

These pepper-crusted tuna steaks are incredible. http://americanfood.about.com/od/seafood/r/searedahi.htm

Sesame Kale

1 bunch curly kale
2 t sesame seeds
1T olive oil
1 clove garlic, minced
2t tamari
1T rice wine vinegar
1T maple syrup
1t sesame seed oil

Toast the sesame seeds in a hot, dry skillet until fragrant and slightly brown then set aside. Chop or tear the kale leaves into small pieces. Stir together tamari, vinegar, syrup and sesame oil. Heat oil and saute garlic one minute. Add kale and tamari mix. Saute until kale is very wilted. Top with sesame seeds.

Sweet Potato Fries – Cut four large sweet potatoes into strips lengthwise. Place the strips on a foil-lined baking sheet. Drizzle with olive oil and sprinkle with salt and cumin. Toss to thoroughly coat. Bake at 450F for approximately 30 minutes or until tender. Stirring occasionally.

I discovered this recipe for Apple Butterscotch Tart after going apple picking and now make it every chance I get. http://www.meals.com/Recipes/Apple-Butterscotch-Tart.aspx?recipeid=30108

Excerpt from Accommodating Desire

Ian Hadley opened the door to the reception area for the Alkestis offices. A Vindolesian with the characteristic grass green hair and onyx eyes burst out of Ms Vasilia’s office. “Stupid bitch,” he yelled as he threw a nano tablet at the receptionist, narrowly missing her head.

“If that slut thinks she can keep us out of her fucking market, she’s even stupider than I thought.”

Ian stepped into his path. “You would be wise to retract that last statement.”

The Vindo shoved at Ian’s chest. “Fuck off, asshole.”

In one swift motion Ian drew his plasma gun and shoved the man up against the wall, weapon pressed under his chin. “If I or one of my employees hear you refer to Ms. Vasilia like that again, those will be the last words you ever speak.”

“Jeez, lighten up man. You fucking her or something?” Ian shoved the weapon harder against the man’s chin. The Vindo made a choked gasp. “Fine. Fine. I’ll lay off your girlfriend.”

“I respect the women I do business with, and I will defend their honor even if that means some asshole has to die. Don’t let me see you on this station again.”

Ian stepped back and the Vindo scrambled to the door and disappeared down the corridor.

***

Lucy Vasilia electronically signed a document and folded her nano tablet before looking up at Ian Hadley. She made a final, slow perusal of his well-toned physique, suppressing a sigh that their meeting had come to an end. “That should conclude our business. I’ve sent a copy of the contract to your ship’s computer.”

He smiled, a slow, sensuous curve of his lips. “Excellent.” He made no move to leave her office.

“Did you have further questions?” Lucy managed to keep her tone professional though he made her want to purr.

“I do have one question.” He paused, his bright blue eyes hot and unrelenting. “Would you like company?”

Lucy titled her head and stared at him. “For what?”

His smile deepened. “When I fuck you.”

Lucy sucked in her breath. “Presumptuous, aren’t you?”

“I’ve seen your eyes drifting down to my cock. You want this as much as I do.”

She stared pointedly at his crotch. His erection threatened to burst one of the seams of his expensive suit. “You certainly are making a rather impressive display.”

He smirked. “Indeed.”

“I assume you’d like your Head of Security to join us?”

“Ah, so you did do your homework.”

“I never meet with anyone I haven’t researched thoroughly. You hired Langley at Captain Devlin’s suggestion.” It was a statement, not a question.

Ian nodded. “Devlin said to tell you hello by the way.”

“Did he indeed? I take it Chief Langley isn’t fully human.”

Ian shook his head. “He’s not, but I have the impression you won’t be disturbed by his particular needs.”

She grinned. “I’m not as fragile as I look.”

“I never thought you were. So what will it be? How much hard use are you game for today?”

She nearly choked. “I can take whatever you and your lover want to give.”

“You may live to regret that statement. When?”

She held up a finger signaling him to wait and pressed a button on her desk unit, paging her receptionist. “Cynthia.”

“Yes, Director?”

“Cancel my next two appointments.”

Ian raised his brows, studying her curiously.

A sharp voiced erupted from the comm. Unit. “With all due respect, Director, the delegation from-“

“My business with Mr. Hadley is taking longer than expected. I will simply have to reschedule.”

“Yes, Director.” Cynthia sounded resigned.

Lucy looked at Ian, fighting the urge to tremble. The sexual heat in his eyes was devastating. She’d never slept with a business associate, and she’d certainly never cancelled an appointment so she could get a quick fuck in her office.

Then again, she couldn’t recall a man who’d ever turned her on as hard and fast as Ian did. She’d glimpsed him with his lover as she’d headed to dinner the night before. Connor Langley was a glorious mix of beauty and pure animal power. He moved with a panther’s grace, but she had no doubt he could kill most men one-handed. She’d been working her ass off. She deserved a treat. “Call Langley now.”

He pressed a button on his wrist unit. “Langley, you’re needed in the Director’s office.”

“Is there a problem, sir?”

“No, we are simply in need of a . . . consultation.”

“I will be right there, sir, ” Langley responded.

Comments

  1. Loved the excerpt, Silvia. It was HOTT 🙂

  2. Another great meal, and kale is so good for you, I can’t wait to try this recipe.

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