My Date Insisted on Paying the Bill – I Wish I Hadn’t Let Him

When Eric insisted on paying for our first date, I thought I’d met a true gentleman. Roses, a sweet gift, charming conversation — he was checking all the boxes. When he texted me the next day, I expected a cute follow-up, but my stomach dropped when I read his message.My best friend, Mia, meant well when she offered to set me up on a date, but her skills as a matchmaker were completely untested.

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