Janice glared at the phone, continuously ringing on the nightstand, then at Margie, sitting beside her with Prince Michael in her arms.

"Give him a chance, I don't think he wanted to hurt you."

"Well, when Jeremy does the same, I'd like to say the same to you."

Margie rolled her eyes, "Jeremy wouldn't dare. Besides, I trust Jules and I know what he can do. He'd never do such. I smell blackmail."

Janice shrugged, "I don't think so. We both know how Jules is before he married me. What shows he wouldn't do the same?"

"You should see how he stares at you, Janice." Margie enthused. "He freaking adores...