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.

a certain way when we're with my

will eventually welcome its true owner." Sherman's expression changed, while Rita's

back her pain to say these

the place? "Are you joking?" Sherman's face

Sherman she was used

who smiled and held her

was someone

able to cope when they would part ways if she

‘He's so good.

use my overbearing father as an

him, she had to

he was happy could she truly

of you to even think

arms and looked at Rita, his gaze hardened

even daring to look up at

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