All I know is that we have a fake-dating agreement. We have to do everything on the list.” He peered closer at the bingo card and held it out to me, pointing to a square. “And it says mistletoe kiss right here.” “Fine,” I said. “But if your heart gets broken, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Miles gave no sign that he heard me, except for a slight pause before he continued reading off the schedule.
