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Shortcake Picture Perfect All-American Male
Chase was standing just inches from her, his shadow falling completely over her, when the sudden, sharp rattle of a key in the deadbolt broke the silence.Instantly, Chase stepped back. The cold, predatory look vanished from his face, replaced in a split second by the polished, phony smile he used to charm everyone else on campus.The door swung open, and Freddy bustled in, wrestling an overstuffed duffel bag and a travel mug through the frame. She looked up, brushing a strand of hair out of her face, but her bright smile faltered the second she took in the room. The suffocating, heavy tension in the air was so thick it practically choked her.Freddy’s eyes darted between the two of them. She looked at Gemma, who was visibly rattled—pale, backed against the dresser, and trembling slightly—and then over to Chase, who stood entirely relaxed, playing the part of the picture-perfect, all-American male flawlessly.Freddy dropped her bag heavily onto the floor, her protective instincts imme
Shortcake It is Good to be Home
The rest of the drive passed in a suffocating silence. Gemma kept her eyes glued to the passenger window, watching the dark Colorado landscape blur past, hyper-aware of the locked doors and the steady rhythm of Chase’s breathing beside her.When he finally pulled into the parking lot of her dorm, Gemma reached for the handle before the car was even fully in park. "I can take my bag from here. Thank you for the ride.""Don't be ridiculous," Chase said, his voice smooth as he cut the engine. "I'm not letting you lug that all the way up to the third floor by yourself."He was out of the car and popping the trunk before she could argue.Gemma followed him into the building, her stomach tying itself into tighter and tighter knots with every step they took up the stairwell. He walked just a little too close behind her, his presence a heavy, looming weight.When they reached her door, she fumbled with her keys. Her hands were shaking so badly it took three tries to get the deadbolt to turn.
Shortcake Tell you Later
The air inside Denver International was chaotic and loud, but Gemma felt a strange sense of calm as she walked through the terminal. She had ignored three new texts from Chase since landing, but she didn't hesitate to pull up her contacts and hit Tony’s name.He answered on the first ring.“Wheels down?” Tony’s voice came through the speaker, instantly making the crowded, stressful airport fade away.“Safe and sound,” Gemma said, shifting her bag higher on her shoulder. “Though it is freezing here.”“Told you to steal another hoodie,” he teased softly. A beat of quiet affection passed between them over the line. “You got that Uber lined up yet?”“Getting ready to order it right now,” she promised, nearing the exit. “I'm just walking out to the pickup zone.”“Good. Text me when you get in the car, and text me the second you lock your dorm door.” She could practically hear the smile in his voice.“Ok I will. Bye, Tony.” Gemma laughedGemma hung up, a small smile playing on her lips. She
Shortcake I Told You
Soon, the house filled with laughter and conversation as Tony’s parents, Judith and Martin, arrived. Judith brought in deviled eggs, a salad, and a couple of trays of cupcakes. Dee shook her head. “You shouldn’t have brought so much, Judith.”“Nonsense,” Judith replied with a snort. “I know how my two guys eat—and you’ve got two just like mine.”They all gathered around the dining room table, passing food and mostly teasing Tony and Gemma—but also giving Kyle plenty of grief for losing the bets he’d made against his sister. But as dinner was winding down and the turkey had almost been picked clean, Gemma’s text message tone went off. She pulled her phone from her pocket, expecting a note from Freddy, but it was Chase:Mom is upset you couldn't be here for dinner. I told her there's plenty of time.When Gemma didn’t reply, another message came through:I can't wait to see you Sunday. I’m still picking you up from the airport, right?Gemma groaned quietly. She couldn’t—or rather, wouldn
Shortcake Kentucky Derby
“Yeah, you look more like—what is Barbie’s little sister’s name?” Kyle teased.Gemma reached over, grabbed the sprayer from the faucet, and gave him a quick squirt.“Hey, hey!” Dee called out, her hands on her hips. “You’re getting my freshly mopped floors all wet.” She took the sprayer from Gemma with a mock stern look.Kyle smirked, triumphant. “You got in trouble.”Gemma ignored him as she finished peeling the potatoes. “Hey, where’s Tony?” she asked Kyle.“Last time I saw him, he was sprawled across my couch sawing logs. You kept him up most of the night.”“I came in early,” she smirked.“Yeah, early as in me shutting down the bar and driving all the way home.”“It’s such a long drive, Kyle,” Gemma teased. “And you shut the bar down at one last night because of the holiday.”“I’m going to go get him up—if the rest of us have to be up, so does he.” Gemma washed her hands and dried them off. She headed toward the door, and Kyle shook his head at her.“Gotta get your fix again this m
Shortcake Dead Turkey's Butt
No sooner had she lain down than her phone buzzed with a text message on the nightstand.Gemma rolled over, the warm feeling of Tony’s kisses instantly vanishing as she watched the screen light up.Goodnight, Gems. Hope you are enjoying your family. Can’t wait to see you when you get back.Gemma let out a weary groan, the sound muffled by her pillow. Just reading that nickname—the one he insisted on using no matter how many times she had told him not to—made her stomach queasy. Chase just wouldn’t take a hint.She stared at the glowing text, the shadow of Colorado creeping back into her mind. With a decisive motion, she flipped the phone face down back on the nightstand. She wasn’t going to let him ruin tonight. Pulling the blankets around her shoulders, she closed her eyes and focused on the quiet, familiar sounds of her family's house, forcing herself to think only of Tony.But she had just fallen asleep when her phone went off again, the sudden vibration jarring her awake. Grumblin
Shortcake Kyle's Couch
“Everyone told me,” Tony confessed, his voice muffled against her hair, the honesty he’d kept locked away for years. “Every time someone said I thought of you as something more than just Kyle’s little sister. I denied it. I’d get pissed, tell them they were crazy, but… the second you actually left,
Shortcake Made it Home
Gemma had agreed to let Chase drive her to the airport Wednesday morning. When he pulled up to drop her off, he said, “I’d feel much better if I was going instead of just my shirt, but it’ll do. I’ll meet the family some other time.”“Okay, I’ll see you Sunday night,” she replied, already reaching
Shortcake Tinkerbitch
“You were good enough to meet my family in that getup you had on last night, and yet I’m not good enough to meet your family?” Chase challenged.Gemma met his gaze evenly. “If you feel that way, leave, Chase.” She’d finally come to a conclusion—this was done before it got any farther.Chase took a
Shortcake "Boyfriend"
The next morning, as Gemma lay in bed, her phone buzzed with a new text. She reached for it on the nightstand.Chase: Morning, Gems. How about having breakfast with me?Gemma groaned. “I just want to be lazy today. No Chase, no books, no anything. Just sleep. Sunday all day sleep.”Freddy laughed.
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