Anella hadn't wasted a single bite of her meal; her plate was entirely empty by the time the check came. She hadn't noticed Ricky pulling out money when she replied, "Nah, I should get home and walk my dog. He's probably getting anxious that I've been gone for so long."

It wasn't until she reached up to dab at her face with a napkin that she noticed him setting down a few bills when she said, "Y'know, as much as a I love a gentleman, I'm pretty sure this was supposed to be my treat. Specifically because I owe you for, you know. The other night."

'Saving my life' probably wasn't a phrase most people said and meant, and while everyone around seemed to be caught up in their own meals, she was still paranoid about letting too much slip in the wrong company.

"So really, you don’t have to pay is what I'm saying. I did intend to keep that promise. I mean, not that I'm going to complain if you want to? But I really don't mind. I enjoyed this. You're a charming fellow. Great smile, too," she said, flashing one of her own.

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