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It was the most important question I wanted to ask. "Uhm… Twenty," she mumbled. "Twenty," I repeated. Twenty wasn’t really that bad, considering it was just a three-year age difference compared to Dante and me, who were five years apart. "So you like him?" I asked, and she gasped. I don't know why she keeps denying it.

he repeated, whispering those words as if it cost him to say them. I drew a step towards him. “What do you mean?” He puffed out a breath. “You're still young, Nina, and I'm old. I'm older than you, by 12 years. You know what that means, don't you? I can't —” “I don't care about the gap.” You could say it was also the charm. I guess I had always liked people older than me, seeing as my first love was 5 years older. You could say I went for double this time. Okay, double plus 2 extra years.

I swear I see his entire world shift in that moment, like he’s just been insulted in a way no one has ever dared before. “What?!” he shrieks, like I’ve just declared war. “I look my age?” I tilt my head slightly, a nervous pout forming on my lips. “I mean… yeah. You do.” He stares at me for a moment, his mouth opening in shock. He crosses his arms and huffs. "I'm not forty! I’m thirty-nine!” I blink. "Thirty-nine. Aren't they both the same thing?" He glares at me as if I’ve just made the biggest mistake of my life..“No, it’s not.There’s a difference. Huge difference.”

His Birthday was in four months September 7 and he is turning six years old. He was starting to look so much like me. I couldn't believe how fast he was growing .Just the other day Clara and I took him home . He was a so small and now we both went to go get the same hair cut two days ago.His unrully curls needed a trim and my hair was long enough so we both opted to cut our hair short and leave our curls wild .

Somehow that spirit of curiosity hadn't gone away as I grew up. "Which was exactly how long ago?" "What do you mean 'how long ago'?" "The concept of youth and age is a little lost on me." "How can the concept of age be lost on you?" He did not say anything." Well it depends. Youth is relative. When someone is let's say twenty-one, they are young compared to an eighty year old while when someone is eight they are young compared to a twenty-one year old. Get it?" "I do. Now answer my question."

Jack's curiosity finally found glee seeing that he was finally speaking up but what the boy next asked took him off the guards. "Do you 5hink five years age difference is too much?"

"You are not kid anymore" She pouted. "I am still younger than you, grandpa." She quickly stepped back when he stepped towards her. "Did you forget yesterday's deal?" He asked and she shook her head. "No! I am sorry" She said. "Better! And I am 28 years old" He said. "10 years older than me" She raised her eyebrows. "Yeah but you will keep aging and I won't." He smirked and she frowned confused. "What do you mean?" She asked.

“But it’s different with us...” “Now, if you tell me that it’s because your brother’s the younger party, it’ll be wrong. There are several men who are in a relationship with women older than them and their age difference has had no impact on their love life.” I told Grace sternly. “And Kendra is only four years older than Victor.” “I know...I just...” Grace shook her head, at a loss for words. So I explained it for her.

The more she talked, the more she hated the truth spilling from her lips. “You’re twenty-five years old?” he asked, smiling. His smile made her gasp as the menace disappeared and she saw what a handsome man he actually was. “Yes.” Looking past his shoulder, Maya couldn’t stop the curiosity from making her speak. “How old are you?” “I’m thirty-nine years old.” Fourteen years’ age difference. He didn’t look a day past thirty. There were no graying hairs or major wrinkles on his face. He looked good for his age, but most wolves looked good.

"I'm currently 23; I will be 24 in a few months. Is there something wrong?'' Jace shook his head. "It's nothing" "Oh my God!" Jasmine suddenly exclaimed as she stared at Jace with her eyes wide. "I'm older than you, aren't I?" She arched her brows as she demanded an answer from him. "Yes, I'm only 21," Jace replied. "But age is just a number, right? It wouldn't actually be a barrier to our relationship, would it?" Upon hearing him, Jasmine's face fell. She couldn't believe she was three years older than the guy standing in front of her.