He nodded, and I said as we walked over to the bar, “You know I could be your secretary. Please, Grey.”
He laughed and nodded. “Okay then. I guess I have a secretary.”
I smiled and said, “Thank you.”
He laughed and ordered us drinks. I got a vodka soda and he got plain vodka.
“Thanks.”
He nodded.
A woman came over to us. She kind of looked like Grey. The girl next to the woman looked exactly like the woman.
“Grey.”
He turned around and said, “Mother, Rhea.”
I looked at him.
The woman said, “Get rid of your little slut and come on. You need to go on stage and speak.”
I frowned at the woman. She did not just call me a slut.
“Mother, she is not a slut. This is my date, and you will not talk to her that way.”
I looked at Grey, shocked at what he said to his mother.
“In a dress li
