The Breakup Fling

Summary

Upon graduation, Asher Sterling asked me for a final fling.

Afterwards, he casually handed me a cigarette, joking:

"In the future, when I look for a wife, I definitely won't find a smoker."

My throat tightened as I asked him why.

He said, "Chloe, I like them pure."

I was silent for a long time, then cut off all contact with him.

When we met again, he had become my new boss.

To avoid awkwardness, I voluntarily submitted my resignation, but he cornered me in his office.

"It's been five years. One more time?"

I lowered my eyes. "No thanks. I have to pick up my kid from school."