"I'm not sweet. Don't say that." Why was she rubbing her nose against him? More importantly, why did it make his nose tickle and why did he want her to do it again. He slid his hand up her thigh to feel more manly. "You'll have a real boyfriend for Valentines Day."
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" Caspar asked and shook his head. "It's not like everyone doesn't know I'm gay. I'll never get the acting gigs I want. They'll just think I'm a fag." He looked down at their hands and then pulled it away. "I don't want people thinking you and I are together. I'm with your brother."
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