I Went on a Date with My Brother’s Friend – Turned out It Was a Trap

Stewart looked at me, desperation in his eyes. I shook my head firmly.

“I guess we’ll have to figure something out,” he muttered, his confidence gone.

I couldn’t shake the feeling the night wasn’t over, and not in a good way. Sure enough, Stewart started a heated argument with the restaurant’s security guard when he stepped over. His face reddened, and his voice grew louder with every word.

“I told you, there’s a mistake with my card! Call my bank if you have to!”

“Sir, if you can’t pay, we’ll have to involve the authorities,” the dark-skinned security guard warned sternly.

My heart sank. “Stewart, what are you going to do?”

He turned to me, eyes desperate. “Jess, I didn’t expect this. Can you help out? Just this once?”