Sophia pouted at him. “You don’t want me in a leather jacket in the back of your motor cycle?”
Gabe kissed her cheek and nodded. “Of course I do. But I don’t want you getting hurt.”
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...