Chapter 383: My New Fake Husband

Georgia's POV:

That boyish grin is back. We're in my bathroom - which is beyond weird but whatever - applying hair dye.

It's weird enough having him in my flat but it's another thing altogether being together in this cramped, little room with barely an inch or two between us.

His head is covered already, and he is currently applying the dye to my hair, his hands combing it through. We're creating our aliases as we go.

We're married - fake rings and all - and we're going to have a fake car crash.

This whole thing might have been my stupid idea, but I really hadn't thought he'd go for it. I'd thought he'd laugh right in my face.

I mean I would have laughed in my face.

Instead, here he is, applying hair dye to my scalp as if he's done it a million times before. He's far too comfortable invading my personal space and I don't like it.

Although I may have to get used to it if we're going to be acting the part of a married couple.