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However, after the little conversation we had, I was certain he was going to break off the engagement. I got in my car and drove back home, just wanting to enjoy the serenity of my home and think about everything I had placed in the back of my mind. *** “Thirty and flirty and thriving. Thirty and flirty and thriving.” The sound echoed through the living room as Joelle, Tia, and I had been huddled on the couch, watching Thirteen Going on Thirty. “I’m convinced thirties is the best era for women,” Joelle muttered, shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

Adrian shrieked, “What the hell, Damien? You can’t just delete my stuff!” “Watch me. You’re not ready for this. You have your whole life ahead of you, and dating some girl you met online is not how you should be spending your time,” I snapped, feeling a mix of righteousness and a tinge of something deeper. “What’s it to you? I’m 26! It is normal to date at this age! You asked me to go back fucking some girls, now you don't want me to date? Besides a few nights ago you're making fun of me for not having a date during college.” he shot back, indignation dripping from his words.

"I shouldn't have implied that you did." He sighed. "I wasn't an angel. But most of that, it stayed behind me in my early twenties. It's not as fun once you start creeping closer to thirty." His cheeks were slightly pink. "Are you saying you've had a dry spell lately, Chandler?" I teased. His shrug was small. "A little. Isn't this ... isn't this weird for you to talk about?" "Is it weird if I told you about guys I dated?" "That's not the same."

the boys nodded. “Speech, Speech. Speech. Speech.” Megan crapped before everyone started clapping and shouting. "Okay," Alice resigned after seeing everyone not backing down. "Thank you all for coming to celebrate with me. Thirty," she shrugged, "I'm thirty and old," laughter erupted from everyone. "Then what does that make our parents?" Riley shouted. "Our parent are aging like fine wine. Come on, look at me. I'm old and so are you." She added, making everyone laugh again.

“No one said I was marrying him.” “But that’s what you’re looking for now. You’re almost thirty.” Correction, it had been what I was looking for. At this point, after so many hurdles and punches, I would have settled for nothing more than a nice time. I’d been let down so much that getting my hopes up had begun to hurt. “Your father is going to freak when he hears you’re dating a forty-five-year-old.” “It’s one date,” I protested, leaving out the part about me praying it would be more. Marriage or not, having a guy around to have some fun with would be amazing. A deep connection would be a bonus, but I wouldn’t hold my breath waiting for that.

“That’s why I stopped wasting time on social media years ago. It’s a black hole for your focus.” “No wonder you’re ahead of the curve at 30,” I said, impressed. He laughed. “And you? You don’t look a day over 35.” “Flattery will get you nowhere,” I teased. “I’m 49. Got married young, though. Life has a way of teaching you lessons early when you jump into things too fast.” Alex nodded thoughtfully. “Thirty feels like a good age. Old enough to have learned some hard truths but young enough to keep dreaming.”

“Let’s do it.” Cassian’s smirk widened, but there was something in his eyes—a flicker of something deeper—before he turned to leave. “Alright then. Consider us officially fake dating, Savannah.”

I nod, giving him the go ahead that prompts him to ask, “Are you single?” I snicker softly, shaking my head. “I’m too old for you, that’s what I am.” The corners of his lips curl into a smile, nudging at me. “What are you? Thirty?” Almost instantly, I snap my head to the side. “No. Twenty-three,” I say defensively. “Why? Do I look thirty?” He laughs and shakes his head, shrugging as he retorts, “We’re only seven years apart. That’s not that bad.”

"What? do you think you're the only one in the club that's gossiping? You really underestimated Dee and Rocco, that couple is a match made in heaven for gossip. It's like they complimented each other, filling out the gaps in every juicy gossip. You might have a contender in your hands." Cassidy laughed, almost choked on her coffee that she had just sipped while Bree smirked and spooned her chocolate cake the second it was on the table. "So?" Bree asked again, her previous question still unanswered. "He's not that old, I think it's the stress, that guy needs to chill, like seriously. He's forty-one. I know... I know, he's half my age." "Hey, I'm not judging. Gage is way older than me and my e

Steven said as he laughed. “I thought you might have a date or something,” Calista responded. “Why would I have one of those?” he asked. “Well, you are thirty,” Calista said as she placed her things on the table. “Thirty-one,” Steven said as he looked at her. “Isn’t it time for you to think about dating and settling down,” Calista said.