"Well, we've been talking for a while. She said she wanted to write me an IOU, but I told her she was good."

"What?" Erica rolled her eyes at her friend.

"That was dumb. How do you know she'll pay you back?" ‘Matthew always says I'm stupid. Hyatt is ten times dumber than I am!’

“Okay. What was I supposed to do? Not Lend her the money? But she's a girl," Hyatt stammered, like that explained everything.

The girl cried and said that her parents were mean to her. Now her phone had broken and she didn't have the cash for a new one. He did kind of have a crush on her and wanted to keep chatting with her. So he lent her the money.

"When did you do that? She ever talk about paying you back?" Erica thought the girl might be taking advantage of him.

“Not yet. I haven't asked her for the money. I lent her the money less than a month ago."

Erica pondered this for a bit, and finally came up with a plan. Patting him on the shoulder, she said, “Be a pest. By the time it's two months, ask her about it. If she doesn't get it to you then, ask her again a month later. If she still doesn't have it, leave it to me. I'll track her down!"

Hyatt came from an ordinary family. His mother was a teacher, and his father was a bank manager. They still supported Hyatt, and paid for his college. That didn't leave a whole lot leftover to live on.

“Okay!" Hyatt agreed. That was all she could do for right now, and it seemed to cheer him up.

“Let's go shopping!" She wanted to buy something to make Matthew happy.

"It's nice to have friends. Especially someone like Hyatt. We Like doing a lot of the same things. Might as well do them together! *

“Are you going to buy something?" he asked.

"Yeah!" Erica was so clumsy she couldn't cook or make something for

Matthew, but she could buy things. Things like couple pajamas, couple water glasses, and so on. She liked spending money on things Like that, and Matthew let her. So she wanted to buy something else along those lines.

That night, as soon as Matthew stepped inside his house, he saw Erica walking down the stairs, a sweet smile on her lovely face.

She was dressed in a pink night robe, her long hair loose and cascading around her shoulders and down her back. She Looked more mature than she usually did.

The smile on her face was far too wide. She Looked like the cat who ate the canary. ‘I wonder what kind of trouble she's in this time?' he thought. Finally, he asked, “What do you want from me?"

Erica smiled but said nothing. After he changed his shoes, she came over and held his arm.

“You must be tired after a long day," she said.

“Want something to drink?"

"I'm not tired or thirsty he answered. Truthfully, he'd been quite exhausted, but seeing her like this banished all thoughts of rest.

“Okay, honey. Whatever you want. Do you want to go upstairs?" ‘After we go upstairs, we can go to our bedroom and have a romantic night, ' she thought .

Matthew wondered if he was imagining things. ‘Is she trying to seduce me?' he thought.

“Why now? What's the rush?" he asked tentatively.