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I stepped toward the door, my mind running a mile a minute as I tried to understand what was happening to me. I headed downstairs. Grabbing my discarded clothes, I started to slip them on. They smelled like food and Giancarlo. I groaned and pressed them harder against my nose.
“See, just like a dog.” Giancarlo’s warm voice caught me off guard.
I jumped and twisted around. My shirt slipped from my hand, and I straightened it out. I couldn’t even argue with him when he found me sniffing my clothes.
Giancarlo looked me up and down as he tugged at his long sleeve black button-up. It fit his body perfectly, accentuating his slender waist. His gray slacks showcased his long legs.
“Are you wearing that again?”
Compared to Giancarlo, I looked like a sewer rat. “Maybe I should stay home.” My stomach turned with the thought, but it would be easier.
“No, one second.” Giancarlo headed toward the kitchen with his phone in hand.
I thought about following him but thought better of it as I looked around the living room. I picked up Giancarlo’s discarded clothes and went about cleaning up the cum from the carpet.
“What are you doing?” Giancarlo asked.
“Cleaning up the mess. If we let it stay any longer, it’s going to be as solid as a rock.”
“You know I just noticed, but you cleaned up when I was gone, didn’t you? Feels fresher in here.”
I smiled down at the carpet. It felt good to have someone recognize I’d done something. Back home, only my shortcomings were ever pointed out. I shrugged, too embarrassed to look up at Giancarlo. “It was a little dusty. I had time, so I cleaned it.”
Black loafers appeared before me. I swallowed thickly as my gaze traveled up Giancarlo’s long legs to meet his dark brown eyes.
“Thanks. Enzo is always on my ass to clean up, and I refuse to let his crazy anal ass in here to do it.” Giancarlo looked around. “I don’t mind it so much when you do it, though.”
“Who’s Enzo?” I asked. Was it someone important to him? An ex-boyfriend?
“My younger brother. He's currently with his boyfriend, but I’m sure you will meet him one of these days.” A knock at the door pulled both of our attention. “Sorry in advance if he insults you or cuts you. I’ll try to keep it to a minimum.”
Wait, cut me? Why would his brother cut me?I pictured a younger Giancarlo jumping off the walls, swearing up a storm, and wild. A shudder ran through me. Meeting Enzo was the last thing I wanted to do if he was even crazier than Giancarlo.
“You got over here fast, old man,” Giancarlo said.
He stepped back, allowing an older gentleman to step through the door. His hair was a stark white, and his skin a deep tan. He lifted his sunglasses, and I was met with startling blue eyes.
“Well, you three never call anymore,” the stranger said. He drew Giancarlo in a hug before stepping back. He was taller than me, but still, Giancarlo had a few inches on him. “Are you still growing?”
Giancarlo laughed and slapped the man on the back. “We both know you’re shrinking.”
I stepped closer, and the man looked my way. His smile dimmed a bit before he looked at Giancarlo. “If she’s saying this is your kid, get a paternity test.”
Giancarlo groaned. “No one is saying Ash is my kid. Fuck.”
“Well, you never know with you. You’ll fuck anything that moves.”
Giancarlo pinched the bridge of his nose. “Berry, this is Ash. Ash, Berry Folger.”
I waved and moved closer to Giancarlo. Even with Berry giving off the sweet grandpa vibes, I felt ten times safer near Giancarlo.
“He’s here to get your measurements. He might not look it with the Hawaiian shirt on, but Berry is one of the best designers in New York.”
“Hey, this is a classic,” Berry grumbled, but his smile didn’t falter. “Based on what you told me, I have a few selections for him, but by getting his measurements, I’ll be able to produce a decent wardrobe. Should I account for the usual?”
Giancarlo nodded as if it was given.
“Alright, one second,” Berry said.
