Teaspoon of Honey
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Concluida vie, may 19, 20232h 24m
May Berkeley gets called in to get rid of a beehive and gets to know the Purcells, specifically Eugene Purcell, a rational and sometimes middle son of a viscount. While the beekeeping business develops, so do the two's feelings as they keep bumping into each other's paths.
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"Regardless," he added, "I'm glad you took those dreadful, aggravated things away."
"Bees are not angry creatures," May defended.
"My numerous bee stings would beg to differ with your assessment."
She chuckled, "They are protective and will defend themselves, sometimes to the death. The same way you would seem to defend and protect your sister."
"Miss, are you comparing me to bees?"
"I believe I am, my lord. However, I think you are more of an angry creature than they are."
His face heated and in a more hyperbolic setting, steam would have hissed out his ears.
"Excuse me?! You do not get to come into my home and-" He stopped himself. He was proving the infuriating beekeeper right. Even the cat woke up. "Never mind."
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