Chapter 7
Of course, Casey knew they’d end up like this. In George’s bed. He knew it the moment he agreed to go to George’s condo instead of his own. He could play coy and pretend it was not a foregone conclusion, but it would only be lies.
The thing was, he’d almost known it the minute he’d walked over to George’s condo the day before Thanksgiving to ask him to be his fake boyfriend. Maybe he hadn’t known it on the surface, but somewhere deep inside, he’d known.
And the other thing was, Casey wasn’t even sorry.
George had a queen-sized bed and, for some reason, Casey had pictured him as a king-sized. Which made him giggle.
God, he was giggling.
“What?” George quirked a brow. He was in the middle of undressing since he’d already gotten Casey out of his clothes.
Casey smiled at him f
