The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Aaron came out in no time. Two minutes after the call, in fact. However, his attitude did not make Sunny happy.

“I’m so jealous of your youth, Mister Sunny,” he teased. “I can’t even remember when was the last time someone mistook me for a minor.”

Sunny scoffed and said, “What’s so good about being young? I can’t wait until I’m thirty years old! Where is Xante? Bring me to her.”

Aaron shrugged and gestured with his chin toward the passageway that led to multiple private rooms. “Mister Sunny, don’t blame me for not warning you, but you should control your temper once you see her. Don’t do anything rash, okay?”

Sunny frowned with confusion. “Why would I do anything rash? What’s Xante doing inside?” he asked with alarm.

Aaron smiled. “You’ll know soon enough. I’m just reminding you that a truly mature man knows how to keep his temper in check.”

Sunny waved his hand with annoyance. “Fine. I get it. So exactly which of the private rooms is she in?”

far from where they were. Sunny swaggered

the door as every surface was filled with rose petals. Not only that, but there were

his arrival. The couple inside was too engrossed in their

in and saw her sitting at the bar were clinking glasses, and their faces were too

rage, Sunny was about to rush over when a hand clamped

man knows how to

anger before glaring at

and it was so noisy that Xante did not notice Sunny. However, the man beside her did. Instead of informing Xante of

morning. The very same man

that they were seeing each other and seated so close to each other