"This is silly, Marc. Absolutely insane. What stupid person would do this? I don't even know if you'll come back, when you come back to Shanghai. We're not in a relationship. Shit, I shouldn't be like high school girl."

Marc Junior laughed, his eyes twinkling, "You're twenty years old Hershey."

"Yeah, so? I'll be twenty one in November. I'm old enough not to be making these mistakes."

"What a mistake?" Marc Junior caught it, a pained expression in his eyes.

Hershey put her hands to his face, sighed, and then lowered them, her expression sad. "I'm not saying you're a mistake, Marc. I just don't want to do something I'll...