"Well, it’s nice to hear a classy woman like you say that, but honestly, I wasn’t expecting it."
"Why?"
"I assume I’m usually not your style of man, right?."
Lee loved that Peyton was so cool about taking an interest in his career. He chuckles. "Your style…"
Peyton chuckles, too, repeating but asking. "My style?"
"Yes, you probably feel I have a bit more advance to do, which means I need a bigger bank account. I probably don’t have enough wealth or experience for a girl like you. I know I’m starting late doesn’t give me an edge."
Peyton had to admit she was impressed and was enjoying his thought process and vision for his future,
"Enough about me, Miss Peyton. Tell me about yourself."
“You seem to think you know me already; according to you, I'm materialistic, right?” Peyton sai
