The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Jeremy leaned into the seat, so Corinne did not see him when she woke up. She just thought he was part of the seat. It was not until he moved his body that the light from outside of the car fell on his face.

Corinne was not happy to see him at all. She frowned out of embarrassment and asked, “It’s you! How… How did I end up in your car?!”

Jeremy glanced sideways at her. “You should first ask yourself why you fainted on me of all people.”

Corinne remembered someone scooping her up from behind to prevent her from falling before she blacked out.

‘So it was Jeremy who saved me…’ thought Corinne. She decided to be nicer to him since he did her a big favor.

“Sorry, I must’ve fainted because of low blood sugar. Thank you for saving me. Well, I guess I’ll be off, then,” she said.

After that, she opened the car door. Jeremy did not stop her. Instead, he just said breezily, “I guess you don’t want to see Nellie Nymphaea’s self-portrait, then.”

she snapped her head back

after searching every corner of

on his

the car door and sat back down. “Where is

should I let you see

started to panic. However, she forced herself to calm down and suppress all of her anger for the sake of her mother’s painting.

“How do I know you won’t steal it? It’s not like we’re

up her cheeks.

Can you please find it in your heart to let me see the painting? I don’t mind even if I could see it from

eyes roved all

her anger again since Jeremy was holding the painting hostage. She took a deep breath and

he leaned down and kissed her.