A small sigh left his lips as he sat beside you, relaxing into the couch. He tilted his head to the side as he gazed down at you, his fingers caressingbyour arm as he pulled you closer towards him.

“Are you happy with me?” He asked, insecurity clear in his eyes, “It’s just - you’re in your 20s, and I’m 36; wouldn’t you rather date someone closer to your age?”