Page 31 of Comforting the Grump (Forestville Silver Foxes #5)

I closed my eyes as I let the soup rest in my mouth. Creamy, round, just sweet enough, but with that hint of acidity to not make it too sugary. Subtle notes of basil and sage, a touch of heat, and that full, earthy tomato flavor. Oh, this was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

I opened my eyes again, and a big smile spread across my face. I wasn’t sure if anything was more satisfying than nailing the recipe for tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches on a cold day. Well, not entirely, since my husband fucking me was still my absolute favorite…but this came close.