Vinson’s dark eyes glimmered mischievously under the bright sunlight, causing Arielle to feel a blush creeping across her face.
Clearing her throat loudly, she attempted to disguise her emotions with levity. “I know you are rich. I’ve married a wealthy old bachelor.”
Vinson missed the point entirely. “Old?” He repeated with a frown. “I’m only three years older than you!”
Arielle thought it was funny to see him get riled up over their age difference. “Don’t you know that three years is as much as a generational gap these days?”
Vinson’s frown deepened in alarm as he took Arielle’s words literally.
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