“Well Gabriel is the boy version of Gabriella so a girl named Gabriella could ask to be called Gabe if she wanted,” Sophia kissed his temple. “My name doesn’t really have any nicknames, so theres nothing confusing about that”
“There’s some girl in Italy that claims her kid is mine,” He rested his head on her shoulder. “She named the kid after me, Gabrielle. I hate her. But anyway, no one there would call a girl Gabe or Andy or Evan or any of those things. I was hardly ever called Gabe, a lot of people I know there call me Gabriel.”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...