I was taken aback by the pricing. I realized that even if I got the cheapest thing available, I'd still leave Le Bateau Ivre sixty bucks poorer than when I arrived.
"What's the matter?" Daniel leaned over the table and pulled the menu from my grasp. "What's the matter, Becky?"
I flushed. "This place is.... pricey," I murmured gently. "I don't think I can afford to eat here."
Daniel laughed. "You're not paying," he pointed out. "Don't be worried, Becky. Everything is in order."
I locked my gaze on him. "I don't think I believe you."
Daniel's eyes widened. "You think I'm the type of guy who lies?" He c****d his head sideways. "When was the last time I lied to you?"
"You misled me into showing a room full of strangers that I'd had my period," I snarled. "How about then?"
"God, Becky, i
