I insist on stopping by the bakery later. How can I go to Cedric's house without bringing anything? That would be so impolite! During the elevator ride down to the basement where my car is parked, I ask a lot of questions about what his mother likes. Even though Cedric said it's not necessary, I believe it is essential.

I mean, come on! How can a woman be introduced officially, with a not-so-flat belly, and not bring anything? I'm not crazy, right?!

"Okay, okay. We'll stop by, alright. Your strictness is getting worse," I grumble in annoyance.

"Strictness or sweetness?" Cedric teases.

"Yesterday, I said 'balance', Joice. Balanced."

I give...