When Enzo sees me yawn, he insists that we go to bed. We say good night to everyone and head upstairs. "I will run us a bath," he says and disappears into the bathroom. I really am tired. I had a busy day and tomorrow I am meeting a client for lunch at his restaurant. Enzo isn't happy about it, but I will have the guys with me, so I should be okay. "Ready to relax a bit," Enzo asks as he comes over and puts his arms around me from behind.
"Hmm, I am," I answered and turned in his arms. "I completely forgot your mom was a twin. I feel like an i***t for not realizing that is probably why Sherri has twins," I say, and he chuckles. "It doesn't mean that we will have twins. The chances are just high. Does the thought of twins scare you that much?" "No, not at all. I would be happy with any nu
