"Hey Honey...." Chyna looked up at Honey, fixing her thing strap.
"Hey....." Honey had just came in from two classes......she was tired, hungry and aggravated.
Honey dropped her duffle bag in her booth and went to the kitchen to grab something. Tinashe was bumping through the speakers for the dancers who came in during the day. Honey rather work the late shift, so she could go to school during the day. Besides, there's guys that come in the afternoons, but that obviously ain't where the money at.
"Hey Mengie. What you got cooking tonight?" Honey came up to the older cook. Mengie had been working here at Cooley's, since Sandy opened the doors.
"Hey Honey, I got some lobster tails and fried rice. Fried gizzards, Philly cheese steaks and a couple pizzas. I'm finna drop some fries, wings and shrimp in a few." Mengie's deep hoarse voice came through.
They all sound so good....
"Ooh....the pizza and fries sounds good. Give me a couple slices of pizza and a huge plate of fries......and can you throw some cheese on them fries? Please.....?" Honey gave him her sweet smile.
"Anything for you, Honey. You one of the nicest dancers in here, to me. I got you...." He smiled his toothless grin. Most of the other girls were so mean to Mengie, all because he had an old scar from the side of his right eye to his top lip and a bad limp from being in the gulf war.
Some dumbasses bitches just ain't got no respect.....
"They just don't see how amazing you are Menge." Honey leaned up and gave his weathered cheek a kiss. To Honey, she looked at Mengie like a grandfather. He had one granddaughter that he lived with and his job here at Cooley's.
Honey leaned against the counter next to Mengie, scrolling through her Instagram. She let out a snort from a post her friend just put up, Honey flipped her iPhone for Mengie to look.
"Look Menge...." She giggled.
"That would be the day Cooley's does that. Good thing you working for an exclusive club, that stay getting money. Without the food stamps....." Mengie grinned.
Despite her being a stripper, Honey loved it. She loved the affect she had on the men, the want of what they can't have.....too bad that she won't be able to do it in a couple more months. Honey, had her last doctor's appointment yesterday and found out she was eight weeks pregnant. She really didn't have any bad morning sickness since the last time, what Honey didn't expect was that she got a lil extra thick in her hips and thighs. It was a fuckin battle to just pull on her skinny jeans this morning. The small pudge Honey was already rocking before she found out, blended her pregnancy pretty good. Honey figured that at this rate, she had about two......maybe three months that she could still pull off.
"Yeah......except for some of the other females.....I love it here." Honey shrugged, still scrolling through her gram. She stopped when she saw a picture of Lucas and Amaria, celebrating their engagement. Amaria flashing her ring in the picture proudly, cheesing hard. Honey rolled her eyes, Lucas was just a fuck buddy for her, there was no emotions or feelings tied to them. So Lucas and Amaria could be happy together for all she cared.
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Honey (Addicted Series Book #2)
Romantizm*complete & edited* Beatrice (Honey/Bea) was just tryna hustle, live and go to school. Never one to be in a serious relationship, she finds herself pregnant by Lucas Warren, who ditches Honey to raise her baby alone without any help from him. Why? L...