Imogen glared at Dylan. “Your tongue is as sweet as ever, even though we haven't met for days. I don’t even know which words of yours are sincere and which aren’t.

“I dare not trust you, Dylan. I like mature and calm guys, not guys who speak nonsense and give empty promises.”

Dylan immediately put on a serious expression. “I’m very mature, Imogen. It’s not just empty talk. Every word I say comes from my heart.”

Was he not mature enough?

Dylan thought he was mature. If he rounded up his age,