Chapter 60

“Not before nine. You’ve got a worse scowl than Lily before nine.”

Anton shrugged. He’d been humming and smiling all the previous evening and that morning, and he knew Mum was suspicious, but come on. He wasn’t about to say to his mother, “Yeah, well, that’s because my boyfriend was all over me after seeing me packing in my underwear, so I gave him a hand job before he went down on me.” He’d not been fucked that stupid.

He was still riding the high, though. He’d been terrified of getting a dysphoria attack, or being unable to sleep with Jude without feeling like a girl. And okay, looking back, Jude hadn’t so much as touched the binder, never mind his chest, but…well, giving head involved touching other stuff, too, you know?

“I’m just looking forward to today.”

“Right.”

“I am!”

“Of course,” Mum said as the doorbell started ringing. “Oh for God’s sake,” she muttered