Chapter 18

“Plus nobody else wants to see that.”

“You never know.”

“See what?” Daniel asked as he dropped down to join them, and Luca’s grin was so wide that his dimples reappeared. He’d almost lost them thanks to the high, wide cheekbones adulthood was giving him, and the sight of them made Tav’s stomach jolt.

“Nothing,” Luca said, and grinned wider.

“Right,” Daniel said, shifting slightly. Daniel O’Driscoll was from that sort of old-fashioned boring family. Matching white rugs in every room and a neurotic mam who hoovered twice a day. He was pretty cool, but he could get weird about shit sometimes. Like any dirty joke Luca ever made. Like they were specially-designed dirty gay jokes or something.

Still, he was mad good on the football field, and secretly shared Tav’s love of reading, so Tav forgave Daniel more uncomfortable pauses than he did the other lads. Rather than get annoyed, Tav simply—and casually—put a little distance between himself and Luca, and asked Daniel what was up.