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Zoey and I sat on my bed with two forks and a piece of cake between us. Zoey took a bite and said, “Quit stalling.”
I huffed a breath. Piper. I didn’t know what I wanted to tell Zoey about Piper. I’d told her the big stuff, that we were pretending to be together for Aunt Gina and had started a relationship, but a temporary one. She knew Piper was a server at O’Kelley’s, but I wasn’t going to tell Zoey about Piper’s past or about her owning her building. I didn’t know what else there was to tell her.
“What do you want to know?”
“How did you meet her?”
“At O’Kelley’s. Do you remember Hudson Grant?”
Zoey nodded.
“He owns the place. I went in there on Thanksgiving and had a couple drinks. I ended up talking to Hudson for a while and stayed until closing. I asked him about Piper walki
