"Yes, our honeymoon." Fred repeated, snaking his arms around Jayda's waist possessively.

"Wow, that just sounds nice." Samantha beamed.

"No, mom. We're definitely not going to some stupid honeymoon." Jayda was making a big deal out of this.

"Stop it. How dare you say something like that?" Samantha scolded.

"You should know that that hurt my feelings a lot." Fred released her waist from his embrace.

"I didn't mean it that way…" she trailed off with a roll of her eyes. She sighed, "I'm sorry."

"Great. We're going to Dubai on Saturday for the first phase of our honeymoon. I promise you'll love it."

"I hope so." She shivered shortly....