Will frowned at Hazel. "You would really marry any random person only so you won't become homeless?"
She shrugged. It wasn't like she had any better ideas. Since her Billy was out of the picture it didn't matter who she married. Though it would be nice if it was to someone who would help her travel like she always wanted.
He let out a heavy sigh and signaled someone for the check. Once they had paid, he took her by the hand and led her out of the restaurant.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To get your stuff. If you're going to marry some random stranger, it may as well be me. Somebody needs to make sure you don't end up with a psycho by accident."
His words were matter-of-fact but Hazel felt oddly cherished. What was that about? This guy had basically implied she was an idiot for wanting to marry some random stranger. Maybe she was. She really didn't care anymore.
"I was staying at the MGM Grand," she informed him.
