Strawberry Shortcake Draw Novels & Stories

Why am I being so mushy? ******* Hardin hands me the piping bag, and while he slices strawberry's without me having to ask, I swirl the buttercream into little cones on the top of the chocolate frosting. Detailing the edging at the bottom with a simple design, I take the bowl of sliced fresh strawberry's and place them in the buttercream swirls on the top. Satisfied with the final look, I step back and smile. "Easy." I gloat, glancing at Hardin who looks rather proud of me right now, if I do say so myself.

"Babe?! Can you replace me to decorate the birthday cake?" "Huh? You want me to help you decorate the birthday cake?! I can't do that! I'm still working on the drink and dessert menus–" "It's urgent! Karl called me!" she interrupted quickly before her boyfriend managed to finish his sentence. "You just need to cut it into thirds, then brush each top surface with strawberry jam. Make sure you put lots of strawberry jam, because Vero really loves strawberry jam in her cake!" "Oh, Karl is calling you?" Gavin finally got up from his place, and rushed to run towards her while rolling up the collars of his sleeves. "I guess it can't be helped, then. "All I have to do is follow your instructions, d

He walked over to the table, picked up the box, and brought it back to the bed. He sat down beside me and carefully opened it. I held my breath as I saw the content. Inside was a perfect strawberry shortcake- layers of fluffy white cake, fresh red strawberries glistening on top, and mouth-watering whipped cream. From Maison Belle. My favorite. "How did you..." I started, then stopped. "How did I know?" Elias finished for me, still smiling. "I have my ways." I looked up at him, my chest doing something uncomfortable. "You didn't have to do this."

“Just Eric in fancy lettering. And maybe a music staff and music notes on either end to bracket it, and tiny, multicolored butterflies above it to make it look feminine.” Butch nodded, obviously picturing what she wanted in his mind. “I’ll draw up a stencil real quick. See if I can capture what you want. Then we can make adjustments before we make it permanent.” Rebekah’s tummy fluttered as if she’d swallowed a few of those feminine little butterflies. “Okay,” she croaked.

Huda nods and sets the cake knife on the counter, she's done perfecting the butter icing in precise cylindrical covering the chocolate and vanilla cake. I wheel myself to a cupboard around my sitting height and pull out a baking tray, wheel myself back to the table to line it with baking paper. We're going to toast the coconut gratings and use food glue to make it stick to the cake. Huda was the one who drew the design, I'm only helping out. "What are you wearing to Kaka's birthday?" I ask her as she concentrates on sprinkling sugar unto the coconut flakes.

Vin asked. "Yes." Clyde answered. "You're completely insane." I ignored them both and continued to finish my sketch. If I'm done with today's sketch.. I'm totally done. I will work the new one tomorrow. I kept drawing measuring drawing measuring sketching drawing measuring until I'm finished. I got from my sit and put my sketch on the table where we all collect out sketches. I sat down on the meeting chair and relax. "You done?" Clyde asked. "Here." Suddenly Sean gave me a cup of matcha frappucino. Clyde glared at Sean who is currently have no idea that he's been hunted.

she smiled, taking another long look at me before ducking in the back of the shop. I had no interest in picking up a bird tonight. Tonight is all about Adder. “Here we are.” she smiled, putting the cake down for me to check. It was exactly what I ordered. I know she wouldn’t want something over the top. So I kept it simple. I ordered her favorite flavor, strawberry, with vanilla frosting and the simple ‘Happy Birthday Adder’ message on top.

By then, we were starving. Alex decided to grill steaks and vegetables while I picked the perfect spot for our lunch. I chose a beautiful spot under a willow tree, right by the water. There was something magical about the way its hanging branches created a curtain of privacy, making me feel like I was in my own secret world. Alex helped me set up the table, and once we finished our meal, he brought out dessert. The moment I saw it, my eyes widened. Strawberry shortcake. My latest craving.

I said to the man behind the counter. He nodded, and took out a pair of tongs to retrieve a fluffy looking strawberry pastry with cream and edible glitter shimmering on top. I took a bite, mesmerized by the delicate, crisp taste. “I’d like an order for one hundred of these by next Saturday evening, can you do that?” “Oh, of course miss. I’ll get the order form for you.” He turned to the back of the stall and shuffled through a pile of papers.

My black lace panties peek out just a bit. Dante’s eyes drop to the skin. He doesn’t say anything, but I see his jaw tighten. “Right here,” I say, tracing the area with my finger. “A vine of roses. Delicate. Maybe three or four flowers curling this way.” He nods slow. “I sketched a few options based on your email. Let me grab them.” He comes back with three stencils. We look together. I pick the prettiest one. Thin vines, soft roses, perfect.