The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Aaron took the chocolate from Annie’s hand. Instead of eating it, he simply stared at it.

“Did you buy this? Or was it Marcus?”

“Actually…Marcus bought it for me,” said Annie truthfully.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. “So he won you over with this cheap chocolate? He might as well not buy it. Only chocolates from master chocolatiers are good enough to eat!”

Annie did not like his attitude. “Mister Aaron, you can give me back the chocolate if you don’t want to eat it. But you should know not everyone is rich or can spend thousands on a box of chocolates like you.”

Aaron smiled at Annie. “Well, that certainly doesn’t apply to you. Your Uncle Jeremy can even hire a master chocolatier to go to your house to create custom chocolates right in front of your eyes, no?”

Annie’s eyes flickered. “I can do that, but…Marcus can’t! His family isn’t that rich, so he can’t be wasting money on frivolous stuff like chocolates!”

“How is it wasteful when

me if I say I want it, but I don’t want him to be spending money

on the coffee table, stood up, and

try to be frugal once or twice, but

one who told me that Marcus came from a very good family? Both of his parents are intellectuals, and

of other female employees in the company. How the heck could I

he was implying that she dumped him and moved on to another guy

rest of my life. In other words, money’s

closer and said, “Annie, even if you don’t choose me, you cannot be

before laughing

serious. You shouldn’t trust men so easily. Not having the money to spend on you and not willing to spend money on you

by that. Frowning, she said, “I never thought I’d hear