Out of There

Sophia

Matt brought me to an expensive restaurant near the water. I scanned the menu, seeing so many good options. My palate had changed a lot since meeting Luke. Him taking me to expensive restaurants and the amazing food at the palace had brought me out of my fried food and pasta meal rut. Since I’d worked so much, those were always easy and quickly bought or prepared.

“Don’t worry about the bill,” he said. “My treat.”

“I don’t want this vacation to be me sucking your bank account dry,” I said.

“Like you did to yours?” he asked, sipping his water. “Too soon?”

I glared at the menu, and he gave up for the time being. I ordered the cheapest entree, but Matt didn’t skimp on the white wine. The sun was shining, a rare thing for Seattle, and after a full glass, I started to relax a little bit.

“You can’t hold me in suspense too long,” he said. “I am paying for lunch.”

So that was his game. He was footing the bill as long as I supplied him with information. I supposed there were worse thi