The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"What's wrong? Don't you like this design? I can have the designer start over if you don't." Rita shook her head quickly.

"It's not that I don't like it; it's just that this place is too good.

I love every detail of the design, I really do, but..." "But what?" Sherman asked anxiously.

He had put his heart and soul into this, just to make sure Rita would be pleasantly surprised when she moved in.

All this was so she could feel comfortable living there.

"T love it, but this isn't mine." Sherman could see the disappointment in Rita's gaze.

She was clearly pretending to be strong by saying those words, and that baffled Sherman.

"We're husband and wife.

This is our shared home, so why do you say this isn't yours?" "It's yours, Sherman, not mine.

I] know you married me out of obligation, and once the dust settles, I'm willing to divorce you.

don't have to act a certain way when we're with

true owner." Sherman's expression changed, while Rita's

holding back her pain to say

the place? "Are you joking?"

was the Sherman she

who smiled and held her

someone else's

cope when they would part ways if

‘He's so good.

my overbearing father as an excuse to dominate Sherman's

she had to think about his

happy could she truly

you to even think about my future

crossed his arms and looked at

even daring to look up at

him staring at her, but what could she give him? Someone