Short Story: Honey I M Home?

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14. Honey, I 'm home!
Honey Trap: Slang for use of men or women in sexual situations to intimidate or snare others

As my dad and Nash came to check on me, I saw Blake run out behind them and grab my dad 's neck, swiftly cracking it. Mr Norton 's boyfriend was also there and he was working on taking down Nash. I felt a wave of relief wash over me and I saw Savanna standing behind them. She was safe and I was safe and Blake was here and everything was perfect.
Once Mr Norton 's boyfriend had gotten some back up, they cuffed both Nash and my dad, carrying them outside. Blake and Savanna rushed over to me.
Blake smiled at me, but I could see the tears welling up in his eyes as he undid the hand cuffs. "Baby girl, I thought I lost you."
"Well,
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I had stopped crying, and I sat quietly in the bathtub. Blake removed his hands from my hair and I whimpered. He seemed to get the message and started massaging my hair again, this time without the shampoo. Once the water started getting cold, he wrapped a towel around me as soon as I stepped out of the tub. He dried me off with the towel and kissed my forehead. He handed me a pair of boxers and I put them on before he led me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the bed again and slipped a t-shirt on me, followed by my favourite sweater, that smelled like him. He gave me a pair of pyjama shorts and I put them on as he started to slip some socks on my …show more content…
Do you want some dinner soon? You haven 't eaten much, have you?" He asked.
I frowned. "If you want to."
"I 'm going to make you some hot chocolate" he said, getting up. I paused the Kardashians to get up and follow him into the kitchen, sitting on one of the stools at the counter.
"You didn 't have to come, babe" he said.
I shrugged. "I wanted to be with you."
He smiled at me and started making some hot chocolate on the stove. He set a mug down on the counter in front of me when he was finished making it. I slowly sipped at it, feeling good to drink something.
"Do you want to go out for dinner?" I asked, feeling bad being stuck inside.
He nodded. "What do you feel like eating?"
"Let 's get some Chinese" I said and he nodded, grabbing both of us a pair of pants and giving me a beanie.
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The Chinese place was quiet and not very packed. We sat down in the corner booth and I curled up against Blake 's body. He wrapped a shoulder around me and put his phone down on the table.
"Hi, what can I get you two?" A waitress walked up to us. She looked only about 16 and wasn 't Asian, despite her yelling in Chinese at her boss, just minutes ago. Blake ordered for the both of us and she smiled down at

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