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"Don’t tell me about it. I could care less."
"Yousawhow upset Romeo was when Aunt Isabella jogged past him with her girl toy," Giosuè muses. "He needs Dino to relieve his stress."
I clench my fists. "Get. Out."
"If Romeo’s positive he wants Dino, I can get my friend to make the first move. It’s not ideal—the older man should typically do those things. I wouldn’t want Dino to feel like he’s unwanted. But it’s clear that Romeo’s going through some shit."
"Oh," he says, turning to me. "By the way—I think I’m a femboy after all."
This gets my attention. "Really?"
He winks at me. "Now, you’re listening. Yes, dear brother—I’ve discovered my new identity.Femboy.Not nonbinary. I’m a boy who likes dressing as a girl. Wearing panties. Pretty clothes. Dresses. Heels."
"I’m not shocked."
"I know you’re not. As you said, Dino and I always go out in heels—yet this takes things to the next level. I want to go shopping again and buy some fem clothes that make me feelgirly.I think you could help me pick out some good shit."
I cross my arms over my chest. "I’mnotdoing that."
Giosuè pouts. "You’re my older bro."
"Exactly."
He glares at me. "I wish Santino would’ve stumbled across me at Little Store. Or Marcello. Or Lazaro. They’d help me."
I rise to my feet. "I’m attracted to feminine boys, Giosuè. It wouldn’t be appropriate."
Giosuè’s eyebrows lift. "Loser."
My cheeks flush. "Actually, I bought my sunflower a few feminine gifts for our trip to Rome that are similar to the clothes you’re discussing."
Giosuè crooks a smirk. "I’ll help you pack them."
I select my shopping bags and then empty the contents on the couch. "Tell me what you think."
Giosuèoohsandawwsas he runs his fingers over the skirts, panties, and cute tops. "I’m jealous!"
He lifts a skirt. "How would I look in this?"
I groan as I rip my eyes away. "Again—stop."
Giosuè winks at me. "I’ll steal what I want—I’m sure you’ll be fine with that. It's because you don't feel shame purchasing this stuff. Or worry anyone will stumble across your secret. I do."
I ball my fists. "Pick out some damn outfits for Mattie and then leave."
Giosuè swipes a pair of kitty ears. "I’m stealing these."
He slides them onto his head, then applies a swipe of gloss to his lips.
I look him up and down. "Not bad."
"Do I have my bro’s approval?" Giosuè drawls.
"Next time you and Dino beat off together—which I know you do—see what he thinks."
"Oh, bro," he drawls. "We haven’t done that inyears."
"Busted," I snap. I knew they did it at least once.
