Written for the 'aka' (nicknames) challenge

Title: A Taste of Honey

She surprised herself by agreeing to move in before her first diloxin treatment.

The press was informed that the President wasn't willing to evict anyone in order to obtain an entire room of her own, and therefore, would be staying with the Admiral.

She may have even believed her own publicity - if it hadn't been for the level of intimacy she and Bill quickly began to share after she unpacked her meagre possessions.

It didn't surprise her that Bill tried his best to be as accommodating as possible.

He made room in the closet for her clothes. He arranged for a desk to be placed beside his.

She was surprised by the way they naturally eased into a routine, and how much she enjoyed learning his domestic secrets.

He had a pot of coffee delivered at six every morning. He had to shave twice a day. If he was assigned the CIC nightshift, he worked on his model ship the following afternoon instead of sleeping. He liked to read in bed.

It really surprised her when she revelled in Bill's pampering, and never once thought of it as suffocating.

He ordered her favourite meals; at times convenient to her. He insisted she sleep in the rack while he struggled on the couch.

"Thanks honey," she murmured as he tucked a blanket around her legs one night.

It was surprising how easily the words slipped from her lips.

It didn't surprise her when he never acknowledged her offhand endearment at all.

It surprised her that she hoped he knew it was as close as she could get to replying to the way he'd been acting around her for such a long time now; actions that spoke of much deeper feelings.

She planned on calling him 'honey' again. It was surprisingly right