I have to leave. If the police get involved, then both Morris and I are screwed. I'm about to turn on my heel and begin running when someone grabs me by the shoulders, pulling me back into a very firm chest.
"What is going on here?" Morris's voice is dark. "You wouldn't be harassing my girlfriend, now would you?"
The manager turns white as a sheet, and Morris just holds me closer, "Why is she so upset?"
"I -" The manager stammers as three security guards come running over. "I didn't know she was with you, Mr. Wolfguard."
"You didn't?" Morris asks scathingly. "Did you tell this man you were with me?"
The question seems to be directed at me, and I nod, enjoying this brief moment of revenge, "Yeah, but he called me a p********e and then called the police, telling them I was a call girl."
