Honey 2 Kat Graham Novels & Stories

The once high-and-mighty boss had become a rat in the gutter. The crushing debt was too much for Daniel to handle, and each time he tried to interview for a job, people knew who he was and rejected him. Out of options, he called me to pour out his grievances. After listening to him complain for five minutes, I finally interrupted. "Mr. Ferguson, what exactly do you want from me?" He heard the mockery in my voice. He stayed quiet for two seconds, then spoke in a submissive tone. "Linda, I really had no choice but to contact you. Could you lend me five million dollars? I promise I'll pay you back double once I make a comeback."

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Honey smiled after hearing my starving stomach before she hurriedly placed the food in front of me. I tasted it first and it was really good. A macaroni soup is new to me and as surprising as it is, I managed all the foods she prepared for me. “Honey, how old are you?” I asked while drinking a water. “I'm twenty-five, Ms. Savannah.” She looked into my eyes. “We're about the same age. And you know what? I was told as well that you’ll be needing clothes once you're here so I'm readying a catalog for you to check on and we can shop together!”

"We barter and trade goods and services. Honey, as an example, is a healer. She trades her healings for things she needs. Autumn is a singer. She shares her songs and in turn we give her goods. Some people are growers. Some are builders. Get the idea?" "Yeah. What do you do?" he asked. "I knit and sew mostly. Honey offered a healing today if I would show you around. I would have done it anyway, but it's more polite to accept the offer." "Are you sick?" Michael asked. "No. Honey's treatment will be a massage. She's wonderful." "I have nothing to trade." "We all have something. Honey said she's going to teach you how to do treatments. I get to be your first." "I'm giving you a massage?" he ask

Honey, on the other hand, helped her zip up her sandals. “How was the daughter of the billionaire?” Honey asked as Kobe sat down next to her. “Babe, you won’t believe it. Natalie’s a goddess!” he blurted out. Honey creased her forehead at him but Kobe winked and Honey instantly got the message. “I think she’s in our age range too. And take note, she can’t take her eyes off of Lyken,” he finished. “Really? Does she look like she’s interested in Lyken?” Honey added.

me : what help you want honey : you need to help me in accepting him me : how honey : if you likes him then I will trust him for sure me : okay we both are talking and having fun someone pulled me by my collar I got angry but after listening their conversation I understood he is my brother in law by his words I understood how much he love our honey so I accepted him after sometime he went off I talked to honey about him honey : what do you think of him me : I think he is not good for you her face became pale and dark tears are rolling from her eyes I understood how much love she is having for him I wiped her tears and said me : listen honey he is best choice for you honey : really me : yeah

Kat needed to pay much more attention to her well-being. "Do you want some?" she asked me, offering snacks. I immediately shook my head; those things had too much saturated fat and sugars. The doorbell started ringing insistently; Kat quickly got off the bed and ran to the door. I leaned back a bit and took a deep breath; was I ever going to be able to be truly alone with her? ************* I quickly reached the door and opened it; Grace was standing there, crying while holding two bottles of tequila. "The bastard is gay," she said.

I’m tired of speculating. Is there honey, or not??

the lady standing close to the pass bar at the kitchen asks. I blink and shake myself out of the staring contest I never want to end and say, “Oh, yes. I am staying across the street, and I was talking with Melissa at the front desk.” I explain. “She tells me that someone working her sells honey?” the lady looks at the fine specimen standing before me, then back to me, and back at him as he stands there just looking at me and says nothing. “Gabe?” she laughs.

We quickly made ourselves look presentable for the call. Owen was giggling on the other line with Nate. "Mommy! Daddy! Uncle Nate let me have all the ice cream and chocolate tonight. I love it here! Bye!" Nate was looking busy on the other end he was juggling more ice cream to a plastic bowl and getting more chocolate from the fridge. We were laughing at him, Nate always had a soft spot for Owen. This happened every time he stayed over. "You are giving our child diabetes Nate, you do realize he will raise hell for the next couple of hours with those sweets right? Where's mom and dad? There's should be an adult in the house." Alex was mocking Nate now, making me giggled.