I love you too

　　Seconds after his statement, we are still staring at each other. “What do you mean you are not broke?”

　　We have been on an unofficial date. I loved our movie date but if he’s not broke, why did he lie? Doesn’t he want to go on a real date? Ben rakes his hair, I roll away from him when he tries to kiss me and start searching for my gown. His kisses are addictive, they mess with my brain. He is trying to distract me.

　　“Gracie, wait,” Ben says. My hands close around my gown, he extracts it from my grip and hugs me from behind. I suck in a rush of air. He’s bare chested. “I’m not broke,” he mutters, “I just don’t have money.”

　　He makes no sense and I am glad the lights are off because the look on my face will hurt his feelings. I let him carry me back to the bed but I place a pillow between us to reduce the temptations of touching him.