I knew about Tom’s crush. Farrow knew. And I’m pretty sure he already told his husband too. “It’s okay,” Maximoff says, not caught off guard or jarred. “Is it?” Tom has sunken forward, forehead on the table. “Yeah, it was a long time ago.” Tom pops up, eyes on the ceiling. “My heart has definitively stopped beating.” “Man, lots of people had crushes on me.” Farrow shrugs, and it’s just so easy. I can’t not take the swing. “I didn’t,” I say into a grin. “Not even for a half-a-second.” “That’s because you have questionable taste, Oliveira.” He holds out a hand to Jack. “Present company
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