Sweet As Honey by Honey

Sweet As Honey by Honey

Author:Honey [Honey]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-01-05T05:00:00+00:00


My Funny Valentine

Today in my opinion is the worst day of the year. The day in question is February 14th, which is also known as “Valentine’s Day.” I had never particularly cared for the holiday, but today, Cupid was public enemy number one in my eyes. My boyfriend Kenan had broken up with me last night over the phone, telling me some bullshit about how he wasn’t “ready” to fully commit to me in the way that I wanted. All I had asked him to do was to change his relationship status on Facebook. I hadn’t asked him for wedding ring or his eternal soul, just for him to change a fucking option on a damn social media page. As I walked down the hallway, everybody was clutching balloons, bags, flowers and teddy bears. Everything and everybody was decked out in red or pink. I had decided to wear all black today to contradict the mushiness that I knew would surround me. Everyone was wishing me a “Happy Valentine’s Day!” at every turn. I shuddered as I thought about how work was going to be after class. I worked at one of those cliché restaurants that was a lover’s dream on Valentine’s Day. I had to wear red to work or put myself at risk for getting a pink slip. My classes couldn’t have ended any slower, either.

When I got to work, I quickly slipped into the bathroom and changed into a tight fitting, red, silk dress with a corset back and red stilettos. Even if I was in a fucked up mood, I was going to have some of the customers’ girlfriends or wives in an even more fucked up mood than I was because their man was gonna be eyeing me on “their” special day. Petty as fuck but I didn’t give a fuck. I put my natural hair up in a bun and sashayed out to my hostess station. Around five-thirty, couples came rushing in, and by six-thirty, three men had broken their necks excuse me, I mean, three men had proposed. Then I saw him, or better yet he saw me.

He was tall, regal, slender, brown skin and beautiful. He had dark brown wit bedroom eyes, shoulder length dreadlocks and seducing lips. What struck me the most was that he was alone. He slowly walked over to my station and said, “Mitchell, reservation for two.” Damn, so he wasn’t alone. I slowly scanned through the list until I came upon his name. “Umm, yes Mr. Mitchell, right this way.” I had as much excitement in my voice as the “Dry Eyes” guy. I seated him and placed one menu in front of him and another menu in front of the other chair on the candlelit table. “Are you expecting another?” I asked him. Mr. Mitchell looked around, scanning the front door and said, “Yes, she should be here any minute.” “Okay. Would you like to order a bottle of wine, champagne maybe?” I asked. “Um, yes, a bottle of champagne.



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