As soon as Lauren finished speaking, I saw Blair swallow hard, panic written all over her face.

"This is just a misunderstanding," she said weakly, still trying to save face.

"Get out." Lauren snapped.

"I said, get out of my restaurant!" Lauren's voice was fierce. "I won't let some shameless woman harass my friend in my establishment." Lauren's face was red with anger—it was obvious.

I was surprised when she called me her friend, but I ...