Chapter 129: Both Sides of the Mirror

When Blaire Saxon only glared and kept quiet, Remington knew he had a shot and slid right into the booth beside her. He hooked an arm around her shoulders and drew her in. "I was wrong back then. I shouldn't have lied to you. But don't you think you came out ahead, too? Those rich ladies shell out over a hundred bucks every time, but you never had to pay a dime, just let me play the gigolo once in a while. Of course, a lie is a lie, and that's rotten in itself. So tonight it's on me. Order whatever...