“I’m hungry.” “Congratulations. You have your bag and wallet with you. Go find something to eat.” I scoff at his response. “You drag me here and expect me to pay for my own meal? No wonder women refuse your company.” He grabs my elbow and pulls me back before I can strut away. “I don’t seek any woman’s company, Nuisance. Therefore, there’s no refusing. Now, take your cheap little wallet out of your cheap little purse and go eat something.” As soon as the words leave his mouth, my stomach growls loudly. “Fine, but if I go broke after this meal, I’m sending you the bill,” I retort, flashing my
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