Drinks Anyone?

By Author Kimmie Ferrell

Chaud, the island where Her Forever Fling takes place, is a fictional French Caribbean island, inspired by a trip I took to Bermuda with the Howard University SHOWTIME marching band in 2005. Like my characters, I’ve often envisioned myself lounging poolside of a 5-star resort. Sipping fruity, tropical drinks while laughing with my friends or frolicking on the beach made of jet-black sands next to clear, pristine blue waters as a gentle breeze whips through the balmy air, it all sounds so relaxing. Let’s be honest, we all deserve a week or more on a beautiful island after having to endure so much these last couple of years.

Even though I am fully vaccinated, traveling to the beach won’t be in my plans any time soon because of the newest addition to my family. But just because I can’t travel somewhere to a place like Chaud doesn’t mean I can’t relax at home with a fruity drink of my own. And if you’re anything like me, not quite ready to go out in the world, but have a group of friends who you trust enough to allow in your space, making this relaxation session could be quite memorable. 

In Her Forever Fling, there’s a scene with Melissa sitting poolside with her best friend, Jayla. Besides talking and relaxing, the two are people-watching while sipping on complimentary drinks; and they are cutting all the way up. Writing this scene, I tried envisioning what the drinks choices would be for each character. Melissa, who is shy, reserved, sweet but unsuspecting, would order a Frozen Blue Moscato Margarita. And although Jayla is a lot more vocal, often brash, and a straight-shooter, she would spend the day sipping on Tequila Sunrises.

Tequila Sunrise (Serves One)

  • One 8oz glass
  • 2 oz of Blanco Tequila
  • 4 oz of Orange Juice (I like no pulp)
  • ¼ oz of Grenadine
  • One cherry (Garnish)
  • One orange slice (Garnish)


  1. With a couple ice cubes in your glass, mix in your tequila and orange juice together.
  2. Add a couple droplets of grenadine and allow it to settle at the bottom.

Frozen Blue Moscato Margarita (Serves Two)

  • Granulated sugar (to salt & sugar the rim of the glass)
  • Kosher salt (to salt & sugar the rim of the glass)
  • Lime wedges
  • 3½ Cups Ice
  • 4oz Moscato
  • 3oz Blue Curaçao
  • 2oz Tequila
  • 1oz Triple Sec
  • 1 tbsp. Lime Juice 


  1. If you do not salt & sugar the rim, please skip to step two. In a shallow dish, combine sugar and salt. Rim glass with the lime wedges, then dip the glass in the sugar-salt mixture.
  2. Combine the Moscato, Curaçao, Tequila, Triple Sec, and lime juice in a blender. Add ice and blend until smooth.
  3. Divide mixture between two glasses.

Now that you have your drink in hand, please enjoy this sneak peek from Her Forever Fling:

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“You’ve forgotten how to live, Melly. You’ve allowed life to pass you by. Hell, you’re barely existing. It’s like you go through the motions of each day for the sole purpose of getting through it to see the next day. Then, you wake up and do it all again.” Jayla held up a hand when Melissa opened her mouth to respond. “You know I’m right.” She took Melissa’s hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “You know what I want this week?”

“Some good sex, an even tan, and to shop ’til you drop?”

“Girl, yeah!” Jayla and Melissa shared a laugh. “But I also want you to leave the old you back in Louisiana. Be the woman who you’ve always wanted to be. The woman you’re afraid of being for fear of making mistakes.” She stood and spread her arms wide. “We’re on a Caribbean island and the weather is absolutely gorgeous. And don’t get me started on the men.” Jayla smacked her lips together, bouncing her butt to the reggae music floating from hidden speakers. Whistles, catcalls, and more encouragement for her to ‘twerksum’ rang out from various spots poolside. “You have one week to do whatever you want to do to better yourself and not have to worry about what anyone back in Louisiana will say.”

“One week?”

“Yes. One week to act a complete fool. To do things you never would do. Think of it as a mini Freedom Tour. I emailed my supervisor last night. There are a couple of openings at the hospital where I’ll be working. Apply for them. I’ll even send you the application. If you want to swim naked, do it.” Jayla reclaimed her chair next to Melissa. “You know what they say: What happens in Chaud, stays in Chaud. So, if you wanted to indulge in an island fling of your own, you should. And I think I know the perfect candidate to knock them cobwebs from between ya legs.”

Melissa’s eyes followed the direction where Jayla boldly pointed, and she gasped aloud at the sight of Dr. Elijah Grayson leaning against the duel walk/swim-up bar, looking sexier than any man had the right to be. He nodded at something a man Melissa recognized as one of the conference’s board members said, then threw his head back in laughter, exposing the long column of his neck. 

Her gaze traveled from his lips as he spoke, to his fitted, black tank top. The fabric clung to his well-defined torso, proudly displaying the corded muscles of his arms. An intricate, half-sleeve tribal tattoo started near his collar, over his broad shoulder blade, and down his arms, stopping above the elbow. She wondered how far the design continued. Her mouth watered with thoughts of trailing the tip of her tongue over the bold lines, shapes, pictures, and patterns.

Melissa shifted in the seat, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. A pair of tan cargo shorts were hung low on his trim, tapered waist. Much like the rest of him, his legs were muscular like those of an athlete or someone who spent an ungodly amount of time in the gym. A pair of Nike slides finished the relaxed look. She committed every detail of his body to memory and stored the visualization in the back of her mind, determined to hold her over until her self-imposed abstinence lifted.

Did you make either drinks? If so, let me know how you liked them.

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About Kimmie Ferrell

Kimmie Ferrell

Kimmie Ferrell has enjoyed reading romance novels since the age of thirteen when she was gifted an enormous box of Harlequin and Silhouette novels from her unsuspecting mother. Her love of writing would not be deterred, and in 2015, she was a Top Ten finalist for Harlequin’s So You Think You Can Write contest.

Kimmie crafts sensual and sweet contemporary romance stories featuring relatable characters dealing with real-world scenarios in the pursuit for the often-thought-as-elusive happily ever after.