Cassidy the Tomboy, the tough cowgirl with no boyfriend, needed a man to accompany her to her cousin’s wedding. I had nothing better to do, so we went. I’m not a man to pass up free booze.
I didn’t think it’d be a big deal, but seeing Cassidy in a dress changed everything. I always thought of her as one of the guys, but now I can’t stop thinking of her as a sexy woman.
Oh, then there was the little joke where she lied about us being married. It shouldn’t have been a big deal, but the lie spread, and now we’re having to pretend to be husband and wife.
Maybe we should have just told the truth right away, but now, spending time around her, I don’t want the lie to end. I’ll pretend to be her husband until the truth or lie wins.