Her mind thought back to their last meeting, a relaxed barbecue on the beach, a moonlit walk, his rough embrace and the passion with which he had crushed her lips. Then he had left, he had pulled away as if alarmed by the depth of his feelings. He had not called, and tonight he had not come.
Tanya turned to go and was startled to see a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing in the shadows of the room. In the dim light she made out his deep, smouldering eyes and the rugged thrust of his firm, square jaw. ‘Tanya’, he breathed.
‘Hugo, you came’ she said simply. ‘Of course’ he replied in his husky voice.
He moved towards her with strong and powerful strides, and swept her into his arms, almost crushing her in his manly embrace. They stayed locked together for many minutes, his breath hot and urgent. Then he stepped back and held her at arm’s length. His thick, dark curls had fallen across his face, his eyes were gleaming and he grinned with happiness.
‘Wait, wait, I’ve got to ask you something.’ He led her to the moonlit balcony, now his face became serious. Again he kissed her, cupping her face in his strong, masculine hands and tracing the outline of her fine features. He pulled away from her succulent lips, bent down and pulled a small object towards him that he must have hidden earlier on the balcony.
‘I have to ask you’ he said again, and slowly dropped to one knee. Her heart leapt within her breast, ‘I know it’s early and we haven’t known each other long, and I don’t know if you will…perhaps you don’t feel the same…’ his voice tailed off uncertainly. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. He gently took her hand and her eyes closed with emotion as she felt a cold pressure on her palm,
‘ If it’s not too early, will you,’ he said, ‘have a Margarita sorbet?’
Hugo's Margarita Sorbet
I can't understand why you wouldn't want a tub of Hugo's love juice chilling in your freezer. The alcohol content ensures it doesn't quite set and it has a delightful slushy consistency. I'm often tempted to creep down to the cellar, open the freezer, pop a straw into the tub and slurp away. Do remember to drink in moderation. I often forget that bit. And the best bit? Hugo is a man of simple needs and he doesn't require an ice-cream maker for this sorbet. God love him.
45ml fresh lime juice - about 2 limes- plus the zest
An extra lime for decoration
Coarsely ground salt
Hugo's rose petals of lurve(optional)
- Put the water and sugar into a medium-sized saucepan. Bring the water to the boil without stirring and then let it simmer without stirring until all the sugar has dissolved. Let it boil for about 5 minutes, then set it aside to cool
- When the sugary water is cold, grate the rind of the two limes into the saucepan. Squeeze the juice of the limes into the pan as well. If you have a reamer and can get some of the pulp in, so much the better. Scrape it out with a spoon if you don't have a reamer
- Add the Tequila and Cointreau and stir it all up
- Taste it and see if it needs more sugar, or perhaps a dash more of lime?
- Divide the mixture between two or even three ice-cream tubs. You need a thin layer to get it to set as hard as possible. Place the tubs in the freezer and leave to freeze for at least 12 hours
- When the sorbet has set, scrape it all out and put it into a liquidiser or blender. Blend it until it is smooth and then put it back into the containers. Put all the containers back into the freezer and freeze for at least 24 hours
- The sorbet will go firm around the edges, but be lovely and slushy in the middle
- To serve, grate some salt onto a small plate. Rub some juice from the third lime around the rim of the glass and dip the glass into the salt to form a lovely salty rim
- Spoon in some sorbet and grate some more lime zest over the top
- Add a petal of lurve if you are trying to charm your Tanya or your Hugo
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