"I want that cake!" Two voices said at the same time.

I unwillingly and heavy heartedly moved my eyes from the beautiful cheesecake to the man who spoke the same time as me. Do you know how hard is it to tear your eyes away from the one you love? Very hard indeed. For the first time ever, my heartbeat stopped for a second, skipped another, and started beating really fast like hip hop music. Not that I like hip hop, I like rock.

This man who fighted over the cheesecake with me was more deliciously beautiful and attractive than the cheesecake I eyed. My love for cheesecake was from the second I could eat solid food. I needed to eat at least a slice every month. Now that it's christmas, I thought I could buy a whole cheesecake to myself.

I don't think there's a handsome honey flavoured cheesecake.

Or is there?