Gingerbrave X Strawberry Cookie 소설 & 이야기

I felt a few stray drops run down the insides of my thighs, the cold chill making my nipples and clit go rock-hard. He added slices of fresh strawberries, tucking them into the whipped cream, then reached for the jar of rainbow sprinkles. He took a palmful and let them rain down on me. I could hear the tiny, sandy sounds of the sprinkles hitting the marble counter… the ones that didn't stick to the syrup. "Marvelous," he whispered, leaning back to admire his work. "There's only one thing missing."

she asked. "I'm here to talk about some matters about your son, Mr. Angelo Cambri," I answered. "Oh, okay. Uhm, please come inside," she offers me a sit on their sofa. "I'll just get some water for you," she said before going to the kitchen. She came back while holding a pitcher and a glass. She also has a plate full of cookies in her other hand. "Please eat," she said. I didn't refuse. Besides, I'm hungry from my way her from school. I don't want to say no to grace.

"Aren't you supposed to be advising against drinking?" "Where's the fun in that?" she quipped with a grin. "I can see why people bring you cookies," I remarked. "I also have a soft spot for strawberries if you ever want to earn extra points," she added. "I'll keep that in mind," I noted mentally, thinking of sending her some once I left. But could you even mail items here? Perhaps I should consider visiting. "I assume you didn't come solely for a hangover remedy," Greta said. "I'm here about my wolf," I replied.

Although there are only a few people inside, the cashier greets me happily as she welcomes me. "What are you looking for, sir?" She asks. "Do you have strawberry cake?" "Yes, but unfortunately, sir, it's per slice now. So there's no whole cake." I nod as she explains and putting where the slices are. I view that there are only 3 left. Arthur might like it as well so I can buy them all. "I'll take them all, and can you give to of these." I point my finger to the flavored strawberry macaroons. "Ok, sir, I'll put them in a pack. Just go to the counter and pay for it now while we are preparing it."

Parang kiti-kiti siya na kanina pang pabiling-biling sa higaan sa tuwing makikita niya ang garapon ng cookies na ibinigay nito sa kanya. Ayon dito, ito mismo ang nag-bake noon para sa kanya nang malamang paborito niya ang cranberry and white chocolate cookies ng Cafè mi Amore. Talagang nag-effort pa itong aralin yun para lang sa kanya... 'That's the sweetest thing!' Usually, guys will just give her expensive gifts, but him? 'Oh my gosh, I'm lost in this game, but I don't care!'

Removing their coats and scarves, they went further on when a girl walked out holding a tray full of colourful pastries. "Hey, guys. Try these biscuits..." she presented the tray full of fresh biscuits to them. Picking the biscuits they filled their mouths with the biscuits. "Mmm..." they moaned in pleasure chewing on the biscuits. "Pidge! It's amazing!" Winter said merrily. "The taste is different..." Lia spoke delightfully. "Maybe its the coconut..." Rosina guessed and the wide smile on Pidge's face was priceless. "What do you say? The customers will like it or not?"

"I'll be back late. I'm not expecting anyone." And then he was gone and about an hour late Gracie too left. It was just me and Liyana in the huge, silent mansion and so we decided to bake. The kitchen was a professional space but I learnt how to navigate it in no time. "What kind of cookies should we bake?" I asked, pulling a stool over for Liyana to stand on. "Strawberry!" she hollered as she reached for the bottle of pink sprinkles. "Ah, ah, ah," I said, gently taking her hand. "Remember love bug? Strawberries make your tummy and your skin have a big, angry party. We can't invite them."

Seraphine suggested. This caused him to raise an eyebrow. “Baking cookies?” “Or do you mind? This does sound childish although we used to do that a lot as a child. Do you not enjoy baking anymore?” A pout formed on Seraphine’s face at that. Unable to reject that, he spoke out, “Stop making that face. Let’s do it then. What cookies do you want?” “Strawberry flavored ones, and also those with caramels as filling. I want cinnamon ones as well,” Seraphine excitedly expressed, showing she was looking forward to spending quality time with her brother.

he flashes me a coy smile, throwing a sliced strawberry into his mouth, “I would like to keep everything she said about you to myself.” “That's unfair, considering how I just told you minutes ago how she praised your damn lasagna.” “Alright Frosty, there's no need getting all snarly. I'll just tell you one thing,” he throws another strawberry into his mouth, “she said you make your comic art like your life depends on it.” “She said that?” “Yeah. And that you're crazy about fried chicken, Royal Dansk Cookies, and the king of all, strawberries,” he finishes, picking up another sliced strawberry and waving it in my face before pressing it suddenly into my lips.

Seeing someone as terrifying as Ashiel with dimples was unfairly cute. His mate was insane for rejecting him. Ashiel was everything. And maybe, just maybe, I was a little glad his mate turned him down—because it gave me a chance, even if it was one-sided. “I think strawberry wins,” Ashiel said at last, chuckling. “If I were human, I’d be having brain freeze right now.” He lifted a spoon toward me suddenly. “Try this one with sprinkles.” I froze before leaning forward and tasting it straight from his spoon. My cheeks burned instantly.