looking for somewhere a little closer to your loft." My brother's eyebrows raised. "Why?" "Cuz he loves us, duh," Giancarlo replied. "I mean, we are pretty badass." "Can't argue with that," Paolo added. Enzo shook his head. "They're both idiots, but having you closer might be a good thing. Gin keeps trying to rope me into watching his"—he shuddered—"child."
