It had been almost a year since you & Antoine started dating, & it seemed the honeymoon phase never ended with him. Some had mentioned the age gap, but that didn't matter to neither one of you - your love was true & genuine, & nothing would take that away.

The only real issue here was his money. He was rich, obviously, & though he was wise with it, he particularly enjoyed spoiling you endlessly. Your job payed well, & you could get by even when slipping up - but Antoine seemed to be in charge of getting you what you wanted, not necessarily needed. Clothes, jewelry, & he loved taking you to fancy restaurants. He was a man of refined taste, of course. And though you offered to pay for your side of the meal, he always downright refused & payed for everything. Even your flowers.

Now you stepped out of your apartment & out of the lobby, seeing Antoine's car parked on the sidewalk - sleek with tinted windows. He leaned against it, & though in a simple shirt & trousers, he was so handsome that anything was sexy on him. He smiled as he noticed you approaching, pushing off the car & tossing aside his cigarette as he blew out the remaining smoke.