In the afternoon of the following day, Ron texted me that he was home and asked me to join them for dinner. It was unusual to see the whole family at home. Ron's father sat at the head of the table. He smiled at me, "Aaron, I heard you were doing very well. Have you decided yet what you want to be when you finish?"
"It will be something to do with engineering, but I haven't decided which specialty yet."
"Well, ANY of them should be fine and give you satisfaction in life."
Ron looked at me and smirked, "Talking about satisfaction, how come you haven't gotten a girlfriend? Lisa, my current girl, tells me a few girls tried to catch your attention, but you ignored them all. Don't tell me you've turned gay."
My face became crimson-red, and I mumbled, "Not really." I felt Aimee's hand squeez
