Strawberry Guy Without You Novels & Stories

Nadia blowing out candles on a birthday cake shaped like a rabbit. Every single photo. Every single milestone. Serena and Nadia. Nadia and Serena. Two people. Never three. Not one photo with a father. Not one mention of his name. Not one empty chair or wistful caption or *wish you were here*. He'd been erased so completely it was like he'd never existed at all. Roman scrolled until his screen blurred. He couldn't tell if it was his eyes or his signal. He typed a message to Serena's number — the new one, the one his investigator had found.

There were only three couples who chose strawberries which included Rahul and Laya. "3,2,1, Go!! You got three minutes guys!" the MC said. Rahul put his hands back and took a strawberry in his mouth, dipping it into the chocolate he brought to her lips. When she ate the chocolate, a small drop of chocolate fell on her chin. Which was licked clean by Rahul. Before Laya could respond he bent his head to dip another strawberry. She shook her head feeling that she might have misunderstood him.

He sighed before placing his hand on my waist round my waist while his other hand grabbed a strawberry from the plate. He placed the strawberry infront of my mouth. "Open." Knowing he won't take no for an answer, i opened my mouth and ate the strawberry. My turn now. I took another strawberry, standing up from his lap and smirked at him as he raised his eyebrow. I straddled him and he quickly wrap his hands around my waist, tightly. "Open." I mimicked his movement from earlier. He opened his mouth and ate the strawberry. Suddenly, the door opened revealing a grinning Alex and Zayn. "Sorry for disturbing."

It doesn't make sense of anyone, but he is "Coco" Chocolate's eyes widens, and not in the happy one, more of the shock version, and so am I. His voice isn't as low as before, this time he sounds a bit bolder, than the usual him. Before his twin could say anything else, Mel says "Strawberry" Ber hisses "Was hoping you'd forgotten my existence. Truth" "Would you leave your partner for a million dollars?" Strawberry seems to pause before saying "I have three more to fall back on, so yeah"

The darn thing is almost blinding. “I'm so glad you got to come outside today. It's such a beautiful day!” Tristan says as he lies on his stomach, propping his upper body on his forearms to look down at me. His knees bend, and his ankles hook together in the air behind him, swaying back and forth like a little kid. “Oh, it's even better than that! I'm officially a free man! I was released about 30 minutes ago,” I say with a smile stretching across my face.

"We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Please keep your distance." Suddenly, Steven dropped to his knees. "I miss you, Mel… After you left, I finally realized that the person I love most is you!" I couldn't see this scene as anything other than a joke. "You're already married to Jenny now, Steven. What's all this for, then? "Don't ever show your face in front of me ever again. You're only going to let me look down on you more than I already do."

ME GETTING 🍆 WHILE U HAVE NONE! Darren: 💩 Me: POOR DARREN. THE STRUGGLE IS REAL 😅. HOW ABOUT THAT OTHER GUY FROM THE GYM? HE WAS TOTALLY CHECKING U OUT! 💪👀 Darren: UGH, HE’S STRAIGHT. THE WHOLE GYM THING IS A MESS ANYWAY. U KNOW HOW IT IS—EVERYONE PRETENDING THEY’RE NOT INTERESTED 🥱 Me: LAMEEE. GUESS U HAVE TO WORK ON UR CHARM. YOU’VE GOT THIS! I BELIEVE IN U ✊❤️

"Though you might want to rescue that strawberry before it falls." Ravyn looked down to see that her collision had caused her to juggle a chocolate-covered strawberry, which was now precariously balanced on her palm. She laughed amused at what she saw. "Excellent reflexes," she said, securing the strawberry properly. "Though I'm not sure I could eat this without making a complete mess of myself." "A tragedy, really," the stranger said, his green eyes twinkling with mischief. "That strawberry is far too beautiful to waste. Perhaps I could assist?"

He just bent down, picked up the strawberry for me, and placed it in my hand. “Thanks,” I said. He nodded and walked away. That was it. No extra dialogue, no deliberate eye contact. As clean as a sterile procedure. I looked at the strawberry in my hand, glowing red. As I placed it in the basket, my finger accidentally brushed against one next to it. That strawberry was perfectly ripe; the slightest touch sent it tumbling down into the gap between the planting trays. I stared at that gap for a second, then looked away. --- “Uncle Adam… help me…”

It went down easily, and I didn’t feel different. “Do you like it?” Alpha Nick seemed to know the answer already before I gave him one. “It is delicious. What is it?” I pulled the glass from my mouth and looked at the dark liquid. “Slow gin mixed with artificial strawberry sweetener.” I paused when he said strawberries. “So, there aren’t any real strawberries?” “No. It only tastes like it. Why?” He frowned. “She is allergic.” Axel responded, and my eyes widened in surprise at what he knew.