Giancarlo awwed. “You two are disgusting together.” “Now you sound like Chelsea.” I grinned. He grinned right back. “Don’t break my brother’s fucking heart, or I’ll rip yours out while you watch.” Cold shot through me. I blinked. Giancarlo was still smiling, looking just as carefree and laid back as before. Did I make that up? Did he actually say that?
