“What’s your problem with the women your brothers and I take home?” He stiffened and his head shot up. “I’m not gay.” I regarded him but his face remained in the shadows, making it even harder to read him. “Remo wouldn’t punish you for it. We are brothers, Adamo. Nothing will change that.” Adamo gnawed on his lip then winced. “I will have to stitch that up.” He nodded. “I’m not gay.”
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