Grier slowly turned to face Arlo and felt Nick’s fists bunching as she gripped his hand to keep him from making a scene.
“Arlo. I have nothing to say to you.”
“I know and I deserve it, but I came all this way specifically to talk to you. It’s important. Please.”
“There is nothing you can say which will make me want to talk to you.”
“Hazel asked me to date you and paid me.”
“What?”
“I’m an escort, Grier.”
Nick’s choking brought her back from the stupor which momentarily struck her.
“You’re a what?”
He looked around nervously, “look, can we go somewhere quiet to talk? Please? I have a lot to tell you and you’re not going to like any of it. Your friend Hazel isn’t who you think she is.”
“No s**t,” she rolled her eyes. “Come on. The diner is probably quiet right now since it’s betwee
