031 (Extra update for November Monthly Votes 13/13)
"You're five years older than me, that's nice." She smiled, her eyes curving.
"Age is not an issue," Simon Forrester glanced at his phone from the desktop monitor, smiling, "Haven't you heard older men know how to care?"
She covered her face and giggled, "I'll verify that!"
...
This weekend they spent another whole day together, eating, shopping, watching movies and going to concerts. Every night at nine, when Simon Forrester dropped Sienna Thorne at her doorstep, they'd hug each other reluctantly.
Up to now, Simon Forrester had only hugged her, kissed her hair and cheeks, never crossing the line.
She could sense his restraint and respect, and in fact, had already inwardly agreed to let him kiss her, but he seemed in no rush.
On the weekend evenings, after dinner, they strolled around the mall underneath the restaurant, partly to digest, partly because it wasn't time to take Sienna home yet.
