One side of his mouth pulled up in a casual smile. “I like knowing outcomes, Katie.” “That’s not fun at all.” I threw a pillow at him. “Don’t you think it would have been nice to guess with me?” “Not interested.” He caught the pillow with ease and set it on his lap. His manly hand waved toward the television. “I don’t want to waste all that time watching something if I won’t like the outcome.”
