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

owner." Sherman's expression changed, while Rita's smile seemed

back her pain to say

could she not wish to be the owner of the place? "Are

the Sherman she was used

and held her hand was not the Sherman she

was someone

able to cope when they would part ways if she

‘He's so good.

father as an excuse to

had to

happy could

to even think about my future wife,"

at Rita, his gaze hardened

even daring to look up

at her, but what could she give him? Someone like her and her family would