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Those drinks look delish!

Lavender Getaway

Premise: Cassie and Ethan spend a weekend relaxing after a busy time at work.

Fandom: Choices

Book: Open Heart (post series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine)

Rating/Category: General. Fluff

Format: Edits

A/N: This fic is inspired by visual prompts that @peonierose sent me. Hope you enjoy! Submission to @choicesaprilchallenge24 prompt “basket”

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In the Garden

Thank you to the always lovely @aria-ashryver for this ask! Come spend the first spring day in Olympus's garden!

Book: Wake the Dead Characters: Zoe Rivera (F!MC), Troy Hassan, May Words: 1,100 Rating: General A/N: @choicesaprilchallenge24 | Vegetable Garden and @choicesholidays "Spring is a time of new beginnings, how appropriate..." (though I tweaked it just a bit!)

Spring is a time of new beginnings, so it was no surprise that on its first warm day, the residents of Olympus were eager to be outside. After a brutally cold winter, it was evident that spring fever still existed, even after a zombie apocalypse, and the colony’s leader was not immune.

Scrunching down atop a patch of soil, Zoe stopped for a moment to wipe her glistening brow with her sleeve. Sounds of laughter caught her attention, and she turned to find several children playing a game of hide and seek nearby. 

“Joey,” she yelled to the oldest, a boy of about ten. “You know it’s not safe to hide alone. It’s early spring, and the zombies will be back.”

“ I know,” Joey grinned. “That’s why we have a parameter set and a big kid watching us.”

Zoe’s brow furrowed. There were only a few “big kids” in the colony, and they were doing chores during this time of day. “Really,” she asked. “And who is this big kid?”

A raspy throat clearing could be heard from the edge of the children’s play area, and Zoe shook her head. “I should have known,” she laughed.

“What,” Troy winked. “Can you honestly say you've never described me as a big child?"

“No,” she agreed. “I haven’t. The descriptor of “big” would be too generous. Besides, aren’t you supposed to be doing chores, too?”

His face dropped, and he feigned shock. “I am! I’m supervising the children! You should really just go ahead and make me a teacher.”

“So our governing committee can lose all faith in me and revoke my leadership? I think not. Besides, aren’t you scheduled to help me with the gardening?”

“But Miss Zoe!” A little voice wailed. “We are having so much fun, and it’s the first day of spwing!”

Lily was an adorable child with a long mane of curly, black hair. Whenever they flashed Zoe that mostly toothless grin, everyone in sight knew Lily would be getting her way.

“That’s fine, Lily,” Zoe conceded. “Troy can remain the big kid that he is.” Glaring over at the “big boy," she yelled. “You owe me, Hassan! Now I have to do all the gardening myself.”

“No, you don’t,” a voice cried, and a small hand slipped inside Zoe’s. May looked up, her face beaming brighter than Zoe had seen in a long time. “I can help you. I love gardening.”

“I know you do,” Zoe smiled. “And we all know you’re better at it than I am... but don’t you want to play with the kids... and Troy?”

“Nah,” May insisted. “I love gardening even more, and besides, Troy is taking bribes to tell the person who’s “it” where the others are hiding.”

“HASSAN!” Zoe hollered, but Troy had already scooted to the other end of the yard.

“What? Sorry! Can’t hear you!” he yelled, chasing after the children.

An amused Zoe turned to a delighted May. “I’m going to have to talk to him about this later, but for now...”

“For now, we garden!”

Time seemed to pass by in a moment, and before they knew it, the late afternoon sun was beginning to set in the sky. May was engrossed in her work, and Zoe tapped her shoulder to gain her attention.

“We should start heading in. We both have to get washed up before dinner.”

“I know! And I can’t wait for dinner! Eli is making chili tonight.”

“He does make a good chili,” Zoe agreed.

“He’s the best cook! I told him we were planting zucchini, and he said his mom used to make fried zucchini flowers. He’s going to make them for us as soon as these grow.”

Zoe quietly surveyed the little plot of land, her eyes downcast. “If they grow,” she signed, surprised she had said it out loud.

“Of course they will grow!” The enthusiastic little girl replied. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“Well, gardening doesn’t always... work,” Zoe lamented as she sat on a nearby step. “Especially when I’m involved.”

May was quick at her side. “What do you mean? You’ve gardened before. Feather says you’re a natural.”

“Well, Feather is very kind. But I don’t always feel like I know what I’m doing.”

“That’s because you grew up in the Tower,” May said, patting Zoe’s back. “I bet you didn’t even have dirt there.”

“No,” Zoe laughed. “Which is surprising because there sure were a lot of dirty things."

“Yeah, but I grew up at Sunflower Creek. That’s why I know a lot about gardening, and I’ll teach you. You can teach me all the things you learned at the Tower. Then maybe one day when I grow up, I can lead Olympus, too.”

Zoe reached over and lifted the girl onto her lap, squeezing her closely in her arms. “You will be an amazing leader one day,” she smiled. “I just know it.”

“And you will plant really amazing zucchini,” May giggled.

“You know what? You’re right!” Zoe grinned. “This is why we all need each other.”

The sweet moment came to an abrupt end when fun but chaotic screams shot from behind. They turned to find Troy buried under four of the children, each pulling on a different limb. Zoe rushed over, despite her side-splitting from laughter.

“HELP!” Troy screamed.

“Troy Hassan,” she scolded. “What is going on here.”

“We found out he was taking bribes from all of us!” Joey replied. “Now he’s getting all of our pudding after dinner.”

“Troy?” Zoe questioned with a stern glare.

“I’m not really going to take their pudding,” he insisted. “I’m just providing valuable... business lessons.”

May tugged at the hem of Zoe’s shirt. “This is why we all need each other,” she smiled.

“That’s right, we do. But right now, Troy needs us to get him out from under that heap of kids!”

“Oh, that’ll be easy!” May stated.

“Yeah? Why?”

Just then, the creaking sound of the old wooden kitchen windows could be heard, and Eli's head poked out.

“Come and get it!” he yelled. “The chili is hot!”

Squeals of delight mixed with Troy's whimpering and grimaces as a stampede of children trampled over man. Zoe extended her hand with a smirk.

“Let’s get you into the lodge before these kids do you in.”

Troy stumbled along beside Zoe, attempting to catch his breath. “Since they assaulted me, can I have their pudding after all?”

“No,” Zoe reprimanded. “But how about I sneak you an extra cup from the kitchen.”

“You will?”

“Consider it payback for all the treats you used to sneak to me at the Tower.”

“Nice,” he grinned.

“Yeah. Besides, you’ll need the extra energy for tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” he asked. “What’s tomorrow?”

Zoe removed her gardening gloves and smashed them into Troy’s chest. “You’re on gardening duty, Hassan... and tomorrow, you’re on your own.”

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Thanks again for the prompt @aria-ashryver! :)

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He’s happy to have her boss him around 😂

Earth Day

Book: Open Heart

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine); feat OH gang

Format: Edit

A/N: It’s Earth Day and I got inspired my fc’s annual posts. Submission to @choicesaprilchallenge24 prompt “nature”

Am on my phone so tagging by memory.

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Definitely more complicated 😉

It Happened One Miami Night (3/?)

Series Premise: A work trip to Miami means finally accepting that some risks are worth taking. Or are they?

Fandom: Choices Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Angsty Fluff Words: 1,430

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A/N: I live! Seriously, though, I've been really sick the last few days; today's the first day I've actually felt like writing. I also don't know where I'm going with this series except for this idea of filling in blanks for moments we didn't see. Pray that I figure it out before I start rambling.

Submission for @choicesaprilchallenge24; dialogue prompt "come on, it'll be fun"

She might have been invited (ordered, more like) under false pretenses, but that didn’t mean she was wasting this opportunity. Still in awe of hearing medical greats in person, Cassie Valentine put her hands together for the chorus of applause that followed Dr. Hadley’s fireside chat.

Ethan Ramsey, the epitome of medical excellence, was Cassie’s ultimate inspiration. Yet, Rebecca Hadley, with her profound knowledge and charisma, was a close second in Cassie’s admiration.

Cassie's eyes darted hopefully towards the front as the room began to clear. Her heart sank at seeing the long queue of Dr. Hadley’s admirers. Disappointment washed over her, but she was determined not to let this opportunity slip away. However, the organizers pulled Dr. Hadley away before she could step forward.

Cassie checked the event schedule on the conference app and figured she had enough time to grab some swag for Elijah before the next session. She still hadn’t heard from Ethan.

No! She wasn’t going to think about him. This time was for her.

Ethan was her attending, that’s it. No, he wasn’t Ethan. He was Dr. Ramsey. Cassie repeated this to herself, a mantra reminding her of her resolution to move on and break the spell he’d cast on her.

She thought this weekend was already proving challenging, recalling their conversation after the Nash debacle. They hadn’t even been to their suite yet or figured out how they were going to spend two nights in close quarters. Would he casually dismiss her from his presence then, too?

Shaking off the anxiety, she entered the exhibit hall and made a beeline for the first table. They gave out branded pens; they were nothing special, but her friend wasn’t picky. Besides, Elijah lost at least two pens daily and would use them all.

With her tote bag bulging, she was halfway down this row when she spied a booth handing out frisbees. She sped up, grabbing the last one as someone reached for it. Cassie turned sideways and found herself in a tug-of-war with another attendee.

“I was here first,” she tugged the plastic disk a little too forcefully.

“Debatable.” The man grinned charmingly before letting go. “But my mother raised a gentleman,” he glanced at her lanyard, “Cassie.”

“Thanks,” she stared at the name tag in her line of sight, “Evan. My compliments to your mother.”

“Wait till I tell her how her lessons on manners led me to my future wife.” The twinkle in his eyes told her he was joking.

“Wow, you’re easy,” Cassie quipped. “Beat a guy at the Swag Olympics, and his true intentions come out.”

His lips twisted in a half smile, and he eyed her tote. “First conference?”

“Is it that obvious?”

Evan laughed. “First-timers always grab too much stuff. Then, you realize you can’t possibly take it home in your carry-on and start throwing out perfectly good swag.”

That made her pause. The space in her luggage was indeed limited. Still, she promised Elijah goodies, and she would deliver them.

“It’ll be okay,” she shrugged, unconcerned.

“I heard Panacea’s giving out briefcases,” Evan said, stepping closer, just at the edge of her personal space. “I was just heading there.”

Cassie caught the unspoken invitation in his voice and the interested look in his eyes as he peered intently at her. She started to decline, not wanting another run-in with Declan Nash, when their phones pinged.

“Oh wow, I don’t believe it,” Evan exclaimed, staring at his phone. “They just added Dr. Ramsey to a panel. It starts in twenty minutes.”

He glanced at her over his phone’s screen, his eyes filled with eager excitement. “He’s amazing. Man, what I’d do to work with him. I tried matching at Edenbrook last year, but their residency is super competitive.”

“I know,” Cassie said quietly, but Evan didn’t hear her as he continued talking.

“…got into Grady, so not a total loss. How about you?”

“Edenbrook. First year, internal medicine.”

Evan’s eyes widened. “Have you met Ramsey, then? What’s he like? Are rounds with him a masterclass in diagnostic excellence?”

Cassie wasn’t sure how to respond. Was she supposed to tell a stranger that she had not only met Ethan but fallen hard for him? That when he focused those laser blue eyes on her, she melted, heat pooling in her belly, fingers itching to touch him everywhere?

Ethan was a complicated man who hid his emotions behind an austere exterior. But when he let his guard down and let her in, she fell through a rabbit hole, knowing her life would never be the same again.

“Rounds with him are intense,” was all Cassie said, keeping her expression neutral.

Ten minutes later, she reluctantly followed Evan into the ballroom where Ethan’s session was taking place. Despite the last-minute announcement, the room was almost full, with just a few empty seats scattered around the room.

“See? I told you the room would be packed early,” he said, scanning the space.

They shoehorned their way to the center of the room, hopping over bags and feet to park themselves on two chairs in a row of theater seating. Cassie almost tripped over the ankles of a woman who wasn’t keen to let them pass, but Evan helped keep her upright.

Cassie’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Ethan’s tall figure standing off to the side of the raised dais. He must’ve gone to the suite, for he was now wearing a blazer over the black shirt and gray slacks from this morning.

He hadn’t noticed her, and she doubted he would, given the size of the crowd. Still, she slumped slightly in her seat, practically hiding behind the person seated in the row before her.

“What are you doing tonight?”

She turned to face Evan, her brow raised in confusion.

“A few of us are getting together later,” he explained hurriedly. “It’s nothing fancy—cheap booze, music, dancing on the beach.”

“I don’t know,” she hesitated. “I’m here with my attending. He might need me for work.”

“All night?” Evan asked skeptically. “He doesn’t seriously expect you to be on call all weekend? Give the old man the slip and join us.”

When she still looked doubtful, he insisted, “Come on, it’ll be fun. Give me your number. I’ll text you the details.”

Cassie scoffed. “What makes you think you’ve earned my number?”

“My eternal optimism?”

“Nice try,” she rolled her eyes. “I’m on the conference app. Ping me the deets there. No promises.”

The emcee called the room to attention, and the commotion around them died down, replaced by excited anticipation. He introduced the session topic and speakers, reading a brief bio for each panelist.

Despite her earlier intention, Cassie straightened in her seat, unable to look away as Ethan joined his fellow panelists on the stage. As soon as the applause subsided, the moderator smoothly jumped into the discussion, throwing Ethan the first question.

Sprawled in a deep armchair, he held the microphone close to his lips, punctuating his point with a wave of his hand. He spoke eloquently, captivating everyone in the audience and the panel.

Cassie envied his effortless confidence and hoped that one day, she would be as secure in her abilities as a doctor.

She noticed how relaxed Ethan was now compared to earlier. He was in his element now, and it showed. Unlike the uncertainty of the situation with Naveen, sharing his opinions on managing medical resources during large-scale emergencies was easy.

Evan tried to engage her in conversation, leaning too close for comfort, but she ignored him beyond a quick nod. She hadn’t reflected on this topic before but found the discussion and subject area fascinating.

Cassie thought she knew Ethan’s career well, being his biggest fan and all. But she had no idea he’d volunteered in disaster zones during his residency and fellowship. Was there anything the man hadn’t done in the ten short years since he became a doctor?

And was he just as good in bed as he appeared out of it? The naughty voice broke through her thoughts, making her blush.

Cassie surreptitiously scanned faces around her to make sure no one had noticed her face turning red (or the way her skin flushed from the neck down as her breath hitched). It was damn inconvenient.

Listening to Ethan being, well, Ethan, was clearly turning her on.

So much for her resolution. All Ethan had to do was talk passionately about medicine, and she was ready to kiss his breath away.

The weekend just got a whole lot more complicated.

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Sex and Pizza

Premise: There’s nothing quite like sex for working up an appetite.

Fandom: Choices Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Mature/NSFW. Fluff. Words: 1,135

A/N: Submission for @choicesaprilchallenge24 prompt "teasing"

City lights twinkled as dusk finally settled across the Boston skyline. The couple on the king-sized bed was too lost in each other to notice how neon lights sparkled against the dark blue waters of the bay or the dark, wispy clouds lazily floating across the late summer sky.

Cassie playfully dodged Ethan’s attempt to catch her, not that she was trying hard. Undeterred, he pursued with an uncharacteristic boyish grin plastered across his face, his blue eyes sparkling with joy.

She liked this carefree side of him, so different from the man she’d met a year ago. Her eyes filled with amusement as her fingers trailed along his sides. She’d recently discovered he was ticklish there, and the opportunity was too good to miss.

Sensing her intent, he gripped her hand in his, and they rolled across the bed, limbs tangling. His deeper chuckle mingled with her lighter laugh.

He rose above her, one lock of dark brown hair falling roguishly across his forehead. Before she could guess his intentions, he swooped down to tickle her, causing her to burst into another round of uncontrollable giggles.

“Gotcha!” he declared triumphantly as his hands caught her waist.

“Not so fast,” Cassie teased, twisting away but not too hard, allowing him to pull her back against his chest.

When her back met his front, she felt surrounded by his warmth, sending a shiver of delight down her spine. He wrapped his arms around her chest, holding her snugly.

Ethan nuzzled into her neck, placing soft, wet kisses that made her squirm and laugh even more.

“No fair,” she managed between giggles, her hands reaching back to tangle in his dark, slightly tousled hair.

“Now you want to argue fairness, Rookie,” Ethan countered playfully, his voice a soft rumble against her ear.

Cassie yelped as he lightly bit the top of her ear. His knuckles brushed the underside of her breasts, cupping them in his palms.

Her skin flushed as he trailed one hand down her belly, those clever fingers teasing her lower lips. Her breath snagged when he slipped one finger inside her, his thumb thrumming the sensitive nub at the top of her sex.

Her moans echoed off the walls, her hips rocking against his hand, wanting more.

“Surrender?” he taunted, but his actions betrayed his words as his touch gentled.

He released his hold, turned her around to face him, and sat her on his lap. Cassie’s arms circled his neck, tugging him closer as she peppered playful kisses across his cheeks and lips.

Laughter rumbled in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her beneath him. Her legs fell to the sides, cradling him between her hips, the tip of his penis nudging her entrance.

Ethan traced the lines of her face gently with his fingers, his touch tender and filled with affection.

“You're beautiful,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

“And you can be incredibly silly in bed. Who knew?” Cassie replied with a smile, pulling him down for another kiss.

Ethan’s hand brushed a lock of hair from Cassie’s face, tucking it behind her ear. Their eyes met, and the world seemed to pause; the air charged with electricity. He sank inside her, inch by slow inch, wanting to prolong the heightened feelings they elicited in each other.

Cassie’s hips rose to meet him, beckoning him closer, and he thrust deep. The room was filled with the sound of their passion and the rustling of sheets as they moved in harmony, bodies writhing and bucking as they pushed each other over the edge.

The sound of the doorbell on his phone jarred them out of their post-sex haze.

“Who the hell is that?” Ethan cursed at the interruption and lifted his weight off Cassie.

He reached for the cell phone he habitually kept on the bedside table, only to pause when it wasn’t there.

“Pizza.” Cassie propped herself up on her elbows, her hair fanning around her face.

“Christ! I forgot about that.”

“I didn’t,” Cassie chuckled. “I’m hungry, and you did promise me dinner.”

“They have lousy timing,” he gripped, swinging his legs off the bed.

Ethan padded to the middle of the room, where his pants had landed. The path from the living to the bedroom was littered with their clothes. He spied Cassie’s panties hanging off the doorknob and wondered how they’d ended up there.

He checked the security app on his phone and buzzed the pizza delivery person in.

“Au contraire,” Cassie giggled. “They have perfect timing. Five minutes earlier, and…”

She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, a mischievous grin hovering on her lips as her eyes trailed down his body.

“Good point.”

Ethan grabbed his wallet off the floor and started for the living room.

“Put some pants on, babe,” Cassie called out, laughter in her voice. “Unless you’re planning to give the delivery guy an extra special tip.”

Grumbling, Ethan turned around, picked his pants up off the floor and slipped them on, buttoning but not zipping the front close.

He reached the front door just as the knock sounded. He held the pizza box in one hand and settled the bill with his other, ignoring how the delivery woman ogled his bare chest.

Shoving the door shut with his foot, he carried the pizza to the kitchen island just as Cassie walked in wearing his shirt. She had rolled up the long sleeves and buttoned the middle, leaving the top two buttons undone.

Damn, she looked good. He wondered if he could persuade her to have pizza later.

Much, much later, he smirked as she climbed on the kitchen stool, and the edge of the shirt fell away to reveal the silky skin of her thighs.

“Ugh, I have total sex hair.” Cassie combed her fingers through her hair to tame it into semblance.

“You look good enough to eat,” Ethan quipped, pouring Chianti into stemless wine glasses.

Cassie sipped her wine and leered lasciviously over the rim of the glass. “Nice try, but right now, I want pizza. You can have me for dessert.”

Ethan shrugged goodnaturedly and turned around to take plates from the kitchen cabinet. Cassie waved them away and picked up a slice straight from the box.

“Hot, hot, hot,” she panted, taking the first bite. The melted cheese hit the roof of her mouth, and she moaned as flavors exploded on her tongue. “There’s nothing quite like pizza after stupendous sex.”

Deciding to go with the flow, Ethan returned the plates and grabbed a slice. It was really good pizza, he thought, chewing thoughtfully. Or maybe Cassie was right. It was the sex that made this pie that much better.

Sex and pizza and Cassie. Now, that was a delicious combination.

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Ride or Die

Premise: Cassie asks Max and Ethan an important question.

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine); feat. Max Valentine Format: Text Fic

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I have wrote many great books…in my head.

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writers and artists will go "this isn't good enough." my brother in christ, you're creating something new out of nothing and expressing yourself creatively. your productivity and unrealistic standards of perfection do not define you or the worth of your art. you're doing great.

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When your listening to music and a story idea just manifests into your brain

Hahahaha

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had to make this. also we need more Victor von Doom and Reed Richards as meme formats.

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