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Pumpkin Pie (Gluten-Free)
1 1/3 cups Bob's Red Mill Gluten-Free all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/3 cup vegetable oil
2 tablespoons cold water
1/2 cup sugar
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
1/8 teaspoon ground cloves
1 can (15 oz) pumpkin (not pumpkin pie mix)
1 can (12 oz) evaporated milk
Sweetened Whipped Cream
3/4 cup whipping cream
2 tablespoons sugar
Heat oven to 425°F. In medium bowl, mix flour, 1/2 teaspoon salt and the oil with fork until all flour is moistened. Sprinkle with cold water, 1 tablespoon at a time, tossing with fork until all water is absorbed. Shape pastry into a ball. Press in bottom and up side of 9-inch glass pie plate.
In large bowl, beat eggs slightly with wire whisk or hand beater. Beat in 1/2 cup sugar, the cinnamon, 1/2 teaspoon salt, ginger, cloves, pumpkin and milk.
To prevent spilling, place pastry-lined pie plate on oven rack before adding filling. Carefully pour pumpkin filling into pie plate. Bake 15 minutes.
Reduce oven temperature to 350°F. Bake about 45 minutes longer or until knife inserted in center comes out clean. Place pie on cooling rack. Cool completely, about 2 hours.In chilled medium bowl, beat whipping cream and 2 tablespoons sugar with electric mixer on high speed until stiff peaks form. Serve pie with whipped cream. Store in refrigerator.
Enjoy! Pumpkin pie is one of my favorites for the holidays. This gluten-free recipe is friendly and tasty. I enjoy cutting my pumpkin up with a sword in the backyard to start the process. Ha! Not even kidding. I'll post the youtube video later this week.
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Excerpt from Mortal Ice
All the pent up frustration Shawna felt over the last few nights rose up in her chest as she watched the clouds rolling in. She struggled for breath.
"There are sweats in the dressing rooms." He didn't seem to look at her as she took in the room, and she let her gaze graze over his body.
"Thanks." Shawna retreated to the dressing room he indicated and closed the door leaning her forehead against the cool wood. She took a deep breath. Maybe a good sparring session is what I need. The sweats hanging on the hook in the dressing room probably cost more than her monthly salary, but she shed her clothes and threw them on. She wasn't about to take on her partner in her favorite pair of jeans. With her luck they'd rip and she'd have to throw them away. It took months to break in a good pair of jeans.
Safe in the grey sweats, Shawna opened the door into the workout room. It looked like something out of a five-star gym. Workout mats were placed out on one side, and the other contained all the things a gym should including an elliptical machine, a punching bag, and a complete weight set. Envy didn't even begin to cover what she felt. The man had everything.
Eric stood facing the row of treated windows. Already in workout clothing himself, she tried not to drool over his broad shoulders and strong arms that the tank he now wore revealed.
Shawna cleared her throat and wiped her mouth. Just in case she had drool running down her chin. "I'm ready."
"Are you?" The amusement in his voice should have warned her.
Shawna took her place on the workout mats and waited for him to join her. She got in her stance. "Always."
She didn't have to see his face to know he had a smirk on it. Nope, she heard that coming from his tone, but when he stood in front of her, she couldn't help but think about how fun it would be to kick his ass.
Eric nodded his head, and it was on.
Shawna dropped and swept her leg towards his feet as she tried to knock him off balance.
Eric jumped and landed on her other side using momentum against her. He shoved her to the mat and landed on top of her, his grin firmly in place. "Nice to know you're ready." He got up and bounced back on the balls of his feet.
As she glared at him, Shawna rose to her feet and took her stance. "Again."
Eric narrowed his eyes and they seemed to glow with mischief, but he nodded.
This time, Shawna stood back and waited for him to make his move.
He cocked his head to the side. "Come on luv, I can wait all day."
Shawna let out a frustrated little growl and moved forward with an uppercut to his jaw. He dodged and she missed.
Eric grabbed her hand and propelled her into the mirrors lining the wall next to the mats. Her arm bent up behind her back so she couldn't move. He could easily break her arm in this position, and Shawna became conscious of how his body pressed up against her. Eric leaned in close. The Axe cologne he wore invaded her senses, and Shawna felt a tingle begin in her head as though her endorphins had all just been released.
"You're moving a little slow today, aren't you?" His breath brushed her neck, and he swept his thumb over the spot where the vein in her neck throbbed.
Small sparks of lightening whipped through her body, and the tips of her breasts tightened. She growled and pushed back against him pulling at her arm. "Again."
"As you wish." Eric smiled as their eyes caught in the mirror.
"Not fair quoting The Princess Bride to me, you're not in love."
"How do you know?" Once more his thumb stroked her flesh, and he stepped back waiting for her to ready herself.
"Not funny." His grin made her insides twist in anticipation.
He stepped back and released her.
This time she didn't wait. Shawna rushed him. A flash of pleasure whipped through her as she made contact with his washboard stomach knocking him down.
Together they tumbled onto the mat and she tried to pin his arms above his head. He wrapped a leg around her and flipped her underneath him. His stronger body pressed down into hers, and she bucked under him trying to dislodge him from on top of her.
"If you wanted to get frisky luv, you just had to say so."
Shawna immediately stopped. There were things she just didn't do, and no matter how much she might want him she didn't want to encourage his behavior. Crap! We're on a case. So stupid.
"Don't you just wish." She tried to shove him off her.
Eric slammed her wrists down above her head holding them with one hand. He skimmed his other hand down her side and stroked the underside of her breast.
"You have no idea how very much I wish." His eyes turned dark, and Shawna couldn't move as he leaned in. Inches above her, he hovered. Suddenly he popped up and bounced back to his feet. "Come on. You have more in you than that."
Shawna rolled right where she was and knocked him down. She heard his gasp of surprise. "Didn't expect that did ya?" Jumping to her feet, Shawna moved to do a roundhouse kick to his chest.
He caught her foot, and she spun with it knocking him over again with her other foot. Again, they both hit the mat, but her legs wrapped around his neck this time.
Holding him to the mat, she grinned. "Mine."
"Really?" He ran a hand up her leg to the back of her knee and stroked the erogenous zone in small circles.
The bundle of nerves reacted instantly, and her gasp escaped as she found herself getting hot from his touch. She squirmed. "Not okay."
"Never said I fought fairly luv. Real life doesn't have rules."
His fingers slipped higher and Shawna let go and crawled on all fours away from him.
"I thought we were going to spar?" The question was in her voice. Eric couldn't possibly want her as much as she wanted him.
"We are." He looked like a predator stalking his prey as he crouched in front of her.
Desire welled up and threatened to take over her common sense. She wanted him. Shawna flushed, her breasts ached, and she felt herself throb with want.
Eric's dark eyes seemed to glow for a moment, and he suddenly lunged forward knocking her backwards. This time as his hand caught hers above her head his sculpted lips came down and met hers in a scorching, hard kiss.
Shawna cried out and opened her mouth.
Eric took advantage and thrust his tongue inside her mouth, sweeping inside, claiming her. He stole her breath, and though Shawna wanted to wrap her arms around his solid body, she loved how he controlled her with his masculine strength.
His free hand worked its way under the gray sweats she wore and wrapped its way around her breast flicking the nipple through the lacy fabric of her bra.
Shawna whimpered and pressed her body up into his.
Eric's mouth left hers to trail kisses down her neck, suckling as he made his way to her aching breast. He lifted the cotton fabric and latched his mouth where his fingers had just been, drawing her nipple into the velvet warmth of his mouth and biting down gently on the tip as he tugged.
Shawna threw back her head. She'd dreamed of this – Eric on hot steamy nights in her apartment. Never in all her wildest fantasies had she thought it would come true.
A slight buzzing interrupted her thoughts as he let her breast go and rested his forehead on her stomach for a moment.
"Eric?" Her voice was shaky as she looked down at the top of his dark head of hair.
"Just give me a minute." He sounded unsteady as well.
She lay underneath him and waited.
Why did he stop? Did he not want me?
A low chuckle came from him and he brushed her breast with his hand once more. "Don't worry luv, it's not you." He pressed away from her and went to the jeans he'd thrown over the chair on the far side of the room. Eric retrieved the cell phone from his pocket and held it up so she could see. "Work."
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