ANDREA’S POV
“Sure you have everything you need?” Zayne asked.
I nodded, pulling my sweater tighter around me to fight the chill coming out of the open door. “I do, Z, thank you.”
After the whirlwind of the day, and the week prior, Zayne declared that I needed rest and space. So he’d sent Gina and the rest of the crew to a hotel. Then he’d offered to take the twins to his place for the night.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, leaning over his shoulder to see Matteo and Luca play fighting in the backseat of his car.
He scoffed. “I’m offended that after doing it a hundred times, you don’t think I can handle the twins for a night.”
I shook my head “That’s not what I meant. You’re just always doing so much for me, and—”
He shook his head. “I don’t want to hear it.” He
