The Day I Kissed An Older Man

“So even the great Mister Sherman has moments when he doesn’t feel like working,” teased Rita, to which Sherman responded with a smile.

“I’m human, not a machine. It’s only natural that I have those moments.”

“And how do you usually deal with such negative emotions?” Rita asked, expecting a typical response. However, Sherman’s answer took her by surprise.

“I just skip work altogether. As the boss, I still have that privilege.”

Rita could not help but laugh. “Mister Sherman, you really have a sense of humor.”

After taking a sip of his coffee, Sherman asked, “So, Miss Rita, why did you ask me out today? Is it still about that piece of land?”

her head firmly. “It has nothing to do with that. But if you’re willing to chat, I’d

rushing to Sherman and asking why he had helped her. It might make her seem presumptuous; perhaps Sherman had simply acted out of

like your

eyes fixed on him. “Then tell me, what do you think my

on your mind,” Sherman replied. “Honestly, with my stature, even those who are on par with me in terms of wealth rarely speak so candidly in front of me. That’s why I especially appreciate the people who speak

thoughtfully. “I only speak the truth, so you can

what are you hesitating

seem presumptuous, but please

to be as straightforward as ever, asking whatever was on her mind. “Um… Who’s

his gaze, picked up his coffee, and

while I was net looking for him. I know it was you who helped me behind the