I WIll Fucking Kill You.

Kyle found it strange, but this conversation didn't go as planned—not by a long shot—but he couldn't complain.

He didn't understand how something so insignificant affected him. There was no reason for this to have such an effect on him, but Kyle was beginning to realize that he might have to revisit his past.

"There we go, all done," Kyle said, diverting attention from the current conversation.

The waiter came over for the bills to be paid but Jane took the check before Kyle could get it.

"What are you doing?" Kyle asked with a polite smile on his face but Jane was confused as to why he was asking such a question when it was clear.

"I'm paying for our meal," Jane said with a nervous chuckle and Kyle simply smiled.

He wasn't about to make her feel bad for something most women didn't do, if anything this was another reason as to why she was special.