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Regardless of all of that, apparently, Matteo, Lucky, and even his father hadn't been fooled They all knew I'd been staying with Luca

Or, possibly, one knew and had shared that information with the others

Either way, I had shot up in the bed, turning to look down at him, eyes wide

"Are you in trouble?"

"In trouble?" he repeated, s to do? Takehis head

"You don't have an Xbox But you knohat I ry?"

"I don't know"

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I didn't ask"

"But didn't they, I don't know, is were?"

"Not particularly," he said, putting both hands behind his head, widening his chest, s my discomfort in the matter

"Men," I gru my head

"It doesn't matter if they're mad, sweetheart"

"What kind of logic is that? They're your family Of course it matters if they're mad"

"Even if they are, they'll get over it," he told ain