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"The same people who think reality TV is quality programming." "Fair point." Janet pulled up something on her phone and started reading. "Oh my God, listen to this. Someone posted on his show's forum: 'If gay love is a disease, then I hope it's contagious because the world could use more love.'" "That's actually kind of sweet," Jackson said, taking a turn that had Janet grabbing the oh-shit handle. "Could you not kill us before we get dinner?" she asked dryly. "Where's your sense of adventure?"

| Whitney | "Ugggh, I think I had too much ice cream.” Whitney groaned three hours later during the short walk back to their hotel room. Clutching her pierced stomach miserably, the lingering sweetness of ‘Queen Bee’ still taunted the brunette’s taste buds. The honey flavored treat, which included almonds, chocolate covered honeycomb, and English toffee proved too delicious to stop indulging in. Whitney didn’t even want to know how much she had over the course of their fun filled tour. She whimpered, “My belly hurts, Holly!”

I promise you will enjoy it, she said, beaming with so much joy. She's not wrong, Akira muttered amused. Hazel has never seen anyone so happy to be a maid she thought, shaking her head. Hazel picked the bread tentatively, she took a bite. Then another. Then she was devouring the entire tray like a starving animal. Piper watched with joy and satisfaction “Good right?, chef Marco makes the best honey bread in all the territories.” “It's incredible”, Hazel said between bites, not caring how undignified she looked. Slow down,Akira scolded. You will choke and embarrass yourself.

Who is the person to give all this? “Hazel, pride of my mansion! I am pleased to see you. Good morning, how did you sleep, huh?” Honey was dripping from her tongue but alas, the honey was mixed with sugar. Something fake and indigestible. “Come here, we’ve got a big deal and I want to go there and take care of my customers, as we know how beautiful you are…” she threw a fake smile in her direction. Like always!

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.

Honey. My smile fades. I froze to the word honey. He's calling someone honey. Honey is a term of endearment. Of course it had to be someone special. It won't be his mom, would it? Is he taken? Is he dating someone? Oh my God, I didn't know he's taken. Why am I feeling sad? Why am I feeling depressed when I heard him calling someone honey over the phone? Jesus Christ, of course he has a girlfriend. "I'm having dinner with a friend. Yes I'll be back home tomorrow I promise. Mom's fine, don't worry." Hugo gazes at me but I kept my eyes on my foods.

I rub my face with my palm, we never discussed the terms of our relationship, or whatever it was, but surely one person having feelings when the other did not ruined good stuff like this? “I don’t think so, we are just friends.” That wants to fuck. “Hey, relax, don’t freak out on me.” “How can I? This could ruin everything I worked for. Why did I have to love him? Why did he have such lovable eyes?” She chuckled, “I was scared you weren’t a fan of love.” “Like you? You did say love was bullshit.” She studies me for a second, “The name is Honey, from the WeTube account HoneyonMike?”

"Yipee!!" Honey exclaimed before swirling in the air, doing a little victory dance. She couldn't believe that it was really a test that she passed by her honesty. Her honey pools swelled with tears of happiness. Rejoicing, she didn't realize when she reached the elevator, only to smack her head.

Rain said. Mis Mandy's sneezes filled the room, "Don't worry," Mis Mandy said, eyes watering. "I'm allergic to cats." Flame giggled, cradling Happy in her arms. "Happy won't hurt you, Mis Mandy," Flame reassured, showering Happy with affection. Alpha's eyes sparkled, observing his granddaughter's joy. "Happy's adorable," he said, smiling warmly. Storm smiled, "Flame's already smitten." Blaze handed Mis Mandy tissues. "We'll keep Happy away." Ryker finished assembling the cat tree, while Slya played with Happy, laughing.

I got her a glass of her favourite fruit juice I had made sure to get for the party and helped her sit down on one of the comfier chairs before going to roam around the party and making sure that everyone had enough to drink and eat. Everything was going fine until when I went to open the container with the additional fishy bites and that scent from them hit me. I barely had enough time to get to the guest bathroom before I found myself bent over the toilet letting everything that I had eaten out. After I had nothing left to get out of my system I stood up and washed my mouth out, made sure that I looked presentable and went back out to the party to get Jack and have him open and pack the fo