My heart skipped a beat as I processed Matthew’s words.
“What gave you the idea that I didn’t have a boyfriend or someone I’m romantically involved with?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Matthew grinned, his lips curling at the corners. “I have never seen you with a man by your side in all the time I have known you,” he said smoothly. “I admire that you seem to be a woman who values her independence.”
I couldn’t help but smile at his observation. “That is true,” I admitted, a wave of vulnerability washing over me.
A brief silence settled between us before I asked, “How old are you, Matthew?”
He held my gaze, his eyes unwavering. “I’m thirty-two.”
I hesitated for a second, then let my curiosity push me further. “Are you seeing someone? Or in a relationship?”
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