You’re gorgeous—on the inside as well as the outside.” She tucked her hair behind her ear. “You hardly know me.” “I’m really good at reading people. I know you well enough.” “Well…that’s sweet of you to say.” “You won’t stay single long,” I said. “Not with legs like that.” She smiled slightly but it didn’t seem genuine. “What’s your story?” I asked. “Meaning?” “When was your last relationship?” “You’re paying for my time,” she said. “We don’t need to talk about me.” “I wouldn’t have asked unless I wanted to know.” She sighed then looked away. “It’s kind of hard for me to talk about…” I knew this was going to be a sad story and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear it. “There’s no judgment here.” “Well…I was with this guy for about a year and I was really happy…” He cheated on her . That’s where the story ended. Who would be stupid enough to cheat on Alessandra? There was no way in hell a guy could find someone better. “Then my appendix burst and I needed emergency surgery. I didn’t have health insurance and the surgery was a lot. There was other damage because I’d waited so long.” That’s not where I expected the story to go. “The surgery was twenty-five grand and I didn’t have that kind of money. I didn’t know what to do and the collectors kept calling me so…” I was sitting on the edge of my seat. “I decided to strip—short term. I just needed to earn the cash to pay the bill. I didn’t tell anyone…but Tony walked inside and caught me in the act. He left me without looking back, saying I was a whore for getting naked in front of people…that was four months ago.” Was she serious? He just left her? “What a fucking asshole.” “I told him why I did it but he wouldn’t listen to me.” “What the fuck was he doing in there to begin with?” I snapped. “Talk about a damn hypocrite.” “He was with his friends…” Her eyes were downcast. “That’s unacceptable. He had no right to be mad at you.” She fidgeted with her hands. “I don’t know…” “You did what you had to do to survive.” I did much worse things overseas. There were things I’d never speak of. But I didn’t have a choice. I had to kill or be killed. Sometimes things weren’t always black and white. Situations were complicated and existed in shades of gray. “If he judges you for that, then he’s a piece of shit. You needed to pay for the surgery and you didn’t know what else to do. He had no right to make you feel bad about that.” “I guess…” “Don’t let him bring you down. It’s a good thing he left anyway because you’re too good for him.” “Yeah?” She looked to me for assurance. “You don’t think I’m a whore…for doing that?” “No. Absolutely not. I think he’s a pig for walking into that strip club to watch girls get naked then turning around and calling you names for being on the stage. That’s low.” “I guess I should have told him the truth but…I was afraid of how he would react. And I had almost made all the money I needed. If I just had another weekend, he wouldn’t have known.” I shook my head. “You should love people no matter what they do, the good and the ugly. You should stand by their side and support them, not desert them. You aren’t the one who should feel ashamed. He should.” She took a deep breath and released it. “It’s nice to hear that for once…” I put my arm around her and pulled her close to me without thinking. “I think more highly of you now that you told me that.” “Really?” “Really.” She rested her head on my shoulder. “Thank you…” “Of course.” I ran my hand up and down her back to comfort her. The dress she wore was thin, and I could feel all the small muscles in her back. She was thin enough that I could feel her spine. “Don’t let him make you feel bad. You did