The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Corinne sighed with relief. Frowning, she opened the door and said, “What are you doing here so late?”
Jason raised the takeout bag in his hand. “I’m guessing you can’t sleep, so I bought you some supper.”
He then stepped inside and changed his shoes. His movements were so natural that Corinne found it hard to believe he had not
been back in this apartment for a while.
Corinne closed the door and crossed her arms. “Jason, I know I was the one who asked for your help, but you shouldn’t take it
upon yourself to do things I didn’t ask.”
Jason ignored her and walked into the kitchen to get some plates out. “It’s cajun crawfish. Do you want some?”
“Of course I want some,” said Corinne with a frown.
Jason laughed and beckoned with his finger at her. “Well, what are you waiting for? Come over here! The cajun crawfish from
this restaurant are delicious.”
Corinne walked over and saw Jason had already put the cajun crawfish on the plate. They looked and smelled really good.
However, she could not help but find it odd that someone like Jason would eat cheap food like that.
Jason passed her a fork and spoon. “Go on, give it a try,” he prompted her with a smile.
Corinne reached out but did not take the fork and spoon from him. “Who eats crawfish with a fork and spoon? Do you have
disposable plastic gloves?”
Jason shoved the fork and spoon into her hand with a smile. He then pressed her shoulder down to sit.Books Chapters Are Daily
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Corinne frowned. ‘Is he deaf or something? I told him I didn’t want the fork and spoon but a pair of disposable gloves! The
restaurant should’ve given out some disposable plastic gloves!’
She was internally complaining when she saw Jason putting on a pair of disposable plastic gloves. She was about to say
something when Jason started peeling the crawfish and putting the flesh on a little plate for her.
Corinne was a little taken aback. ‘What... What is he doing? Not only did he bring me supper, but he’s actually peeling the
crawfish for me?’

“Why aren’t you eating?” asked Jason when he noticed Corinne staring dazedly at him.
Corinne snapped out of her trance. “You don’t have to do this. I can do it myself.”
Jason smiled. “I don’t mind doing it. The only thing you have to do when I’m around is eat.”
Corinne did not know what to say. She knew he was doing it out of kindness, but still, she felt very conflicted about it.
She picked up her fork and started eating the peeled crawfish from the little plate while observing Jason’s skilled crawfish
deshelling movement.
“Mister Jason, did you train yourself to be so good at shelling crawfish to get girls?” she asked.
Jason’s hands froze. He looked up at her and said, “Why do you always think I have an ulterior motive for doing something? I
could just be a natural at this.”
Corinne’s lips twitched. “Since when did a rich kid like you need to shell their own seafood? Unless you’re doing it to get girls, I
don’t see why you’d do it.”
Jason scoffed. “Heh! You’re really underestimating me. I don’t need to do this to get girls. In fact, I don’t need to do anything to
have girls throwing themselves at me. You’re the only girl in the world who ignores me all the time.”