Honey could hear the rapid-fire voice on the other end even without speakerphone. Grayson winced, holding the phone slightly away from his ear turning fake wide eyes to Honey.

Honey grinned.

"Yes, I guess you have. No, it's not—" He tried to interject but was apparently cut off again. "If you'd let me explain—"

Honey pressed her lips together to suppress a laugh at his pained expression. She didn't feel sorry for him in the slightest, he should have called his parents and warned them ...