Overview

You know what they say: big feet, big dick. And oh, is Casey Chaplin proving them right in all the wrong ways. The jerk’s a sandal thief, a loudmouth, and an inconsiderate dumbass. It’s a good thing Roman only sees him once a year or he’d go crazy. Yup, *totally* just once a year when they’re both on vacation at the beach. It’s not like he’s living rent free in Roman’s mind when they’re apart, and it’s definitely not like they’re texting… not every day, at least. Okay, fine. It's not like it's a crime to talk to assholes. It's just not okay to flirt with them. To pine for them. To fall for them. And Roman won’t. Probably. Maybe. He hopes.