Stavanger Bay [m] dracaena trifasciata

Ty was well aware of her age. She only had so many years left on this earth, and she intended to do with them as she please. When a much younger man approached her, Ty weighed her options. He was pretty, but she remembered how she had been at that age. Full of passion at best, clingy at worst. She remembered how she had felt with Summer then, wrought with feelings of inadequacy. Her inability to conceive a black mark that would eventually put a wedge between them.

Mhmm, she murmured. You are younger than I expected. If that fact scared him away, she could cut her losses. But what was age, anyway? A number that meant little to her in the here and now.