Irritation claws at my throat, making it feel hoarse and raw. I want to blurt it out right now. Tell our dads we’re in love and that we’re something serious. Not just stepbrothers, but more. That we have a future. This thing between us is barely budding, and I can already tell it’ll be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever known. It would be like ripping off a Band-Aid. Just tell Dad and Quinn that Alis is my boyfriend. They love us. They wouldn’t freak out or disown us. Right?
