Zoe and Verse 2: The Finale by Jones Jade

Author:Jones, Jade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jaded Publications
Published: 2021-04-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Verse

Iwas cruisin’ down I-10, reflecting on me and Zoe’s final moments together before everything came crashing down around us. Our dinner date at Uchi was truly a night to remember. We had such a good time together. We laughed, talked shit, and Zoe even tried a few different dishes for me.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Zoe watching me sip my sake. She had never tried it before so I wanted to teach her how it should be enjoyed. Swishing it around my mouth a little, I swallowed it and Zoe looked on in awe like an eager son watching his dad do an oil change.

“So, is this the culture you bragged on showing me?” she asked.

“Somethin’ like that. But we ain’t got to the best part yet.”

As if on cue, the bartender approached us with two small plates. One was filled with small, paper thin pieces of fish and the other contained oysters with a red substance on top. Zoe looked confused and I could tell she was skeptical about trying it.

“The hirame usuzukuri,” he said, placing the plate in front of her. “And the oysters with watermelon sorbet.” He placed that in front of me.

“You ever tried oysters before?” I asked.

“No never. Is there a certain way I should eat that, too?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact there is,” I said pointedly.

“Okay, what do I do?” she asked excited.

“First, you grab your spoon.”

She picked up the silverware and held it in front of her.

“You ready for the next step?” I asked.

“Yup!” she said, anticipating the next move.

“Then, holding the spoon lightly, you bring it forward.”

A look of confusion swept her face but she did as she was told.

“Next, you bring the spoon close to your face…”

“Okay…”

“Lastly…you balance it on your nose,” I teased.

Zoe was just about to do it till she realized I was fucking with her. “You play too much!” she laughed before playfully shoving me.

“Nah, but on some real shit, ain’t nothin’ to eatin’ oysters. You just pick ‘em up and suck ‘em down. Like how you did me last night.” I whispered the last part and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Like this?” She grabbed the oyster and sucked down the sorbet covered center.

“Yup. How you like it?”

“It’s an…um…interesting taste. Not good…not bad…just interesting,” she laughed.

“It’s an acquired taste,” I said, sucking down two.

“Now what’s this?” she asked, pointing to the paper-thin slices of fish in front of her.

“Flounder,” I said. “Try it.” I grabbed a couple chopsticks then picked up a piece with tiny, orange balls covering it.

Her eyebrows pointed upward in an inquisitive fashion. “Um, what’s that?” she asked, pointing to the unknown topping.

“Fish eggs,” I said plainly.

“Eww, fish eggs??? Seriously??”

“You can barely taste ‘em, bay.”

She made a disgusted face.

“Go ‘head. Try it,” I urged.

Against her better judgment, she opened my mouth and allowed me to feed it to her. “I’m glad to see you willin’ to take risks for a nigga,” I said, holding back laughter.

“What do you mean?” she asked confused.

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