Chapter 26

“I adore Johnny, but here in our kitchen, can you see where people may wonder—not if he is a girl, but if he’d want to be?”

“Firstly, I’ve known Adam Stoker since the dinosaurs roamed, and I rib him all the time. It’s a bit now, isn’t it? A joke he’s in on,” Milo said. “Mate’s as butch as they come. No flounce in his bounce whatsoever. That’s why he always ended up in the back row in group numbers at the Skating and Gymnastics Spectacular thingy with this one here.” Milo nodded toward Tom Alan.

“Hey!”

“No offense, love. I, for one, am grateful you were once a lumbering oaf, otherwise we’d have never been thrust together. As for Stoker, mate gives as good as he gets. You know that tank top I wore almost every day in Rio…the one Hockey Puck stretched all out when he put it on?”

Erika did know. It read I Have Swish in My Swagger