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“Do you really think he’s going to want you to sleep with him?”
    The way she says sleep I know she really doesn’t mean sleeping .
    We both stare at each other for a long moment. I’m sure she’s thinking the same thing I am but she vocalizes it anyway. “Have you wondered why a guy like Drew Graham has to hire you to be his fake fiancée? I mean he’s extremely wealthy. He’s gorgeous. He seems to be quite charming. He could probably have any woman he wanted. What’s the catch?”
    I shrug. “I’ve had all of the same questions, but then I remind myself that this is just a business arrangement and that he’s paying me big bucks to be here and not question it.”
    “You’re right,” my sister agrees finally. “You may as well enjoy it while you have it.”
    To our surprise the front door opens and Drew walks in as if on cue. I can’t help the look of shock on my face and when I glance at my sister I see she’s just as surprised as I am.
    Drew looks surprised too as he glances back and forth between the two of us.
    “George told me that you wouldn’t be here until late tonight,” I explain quickly. “I hope you don’t mind that I invited my sister over.”
    He’s still looking back and forth between the two of us, but I can’t gage whether he’s mad or not.
    “It’s fine. I guess I just didn’t realize when you said you had a sister that you’re identical twins. And that you look so much alike.”
    “We get that a lot,” Suzie says.
    Then Drew focuses his attention on me. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I’m going to get changed. My meeting this evening is casual. Did George tell you not to wait up? I’ll be quite late.”
    I nod. “He did mention that.”
    Drew frowns when he sees my bags sitting in the foyer. “Didn’t George take these upstairs for you?”
    “It’s not his fault. I wasn’t sure…um…what the sleeping arrangements were going to be.” I can feel my face grow hot with embarrassment and I’m sure my cheeks are bright red, but it’s something we need to get out in the open. I need to know if he expects me to sleep in the same room as him.
    Drew looks at the bags again and then looks at me and realization seems to cross over his face.
    “Pick any room you’d like. I don’t expect you to sleep in my room. I hope I didn’t give you that impression.” Now he sounds as embarrassed as I feel.
    “No, you didn’t give that impression, but I just wanted to make sure.”
    “Separate rooms. Definitely. No worries.”
    I breathe a sigh of relief, but to be honest I’m also a little disappointed that he seems so adamant about not sleeping with me. It doesn’t even seem to interest him a little bit.
    “I’m going to grab my bags from the car and then I’ll help you take your stuff upstairs. How does that sound?”
    “Great.”
    Drew must travel light. He’s only got two small bags. He’s a big guy so it’s not difficult for him to grab my stuff along with his bags. But I ask if he needs help anyway.
    “I’ve got it,” he insists. “I would never dream of letting my fiancée carry her own bags.” Then he winks at me. The guy certainly oozes charm from every pour of his body. But there’s also something very superficial about it. Like it’s an act: staged and well-rehearsed.
    Suzie and I follow Drew upstairs. He stops at one of the closed doors. “This bedroom is the finest, in my opinion. I think it has the nicest balcony and lake views.”
    I open the door and gasp when I see the view. He’s right. It’s spectacular.
    “I take it this room will do,” he says as he places my bags on the cedar hope chest at the end of the bed.
    “It’s wonderful.” The bed looks enormous and very comfortable with a mountain of overstuffed pillows and a fluffy down comforter. I’m already thinking about how luxurious it will feel snuggling up in it.
    “I’ll be down the hall,” Drew says as he exits. “Last door on the right.”
    I turn to Suzie.