Chapter Twenty-Eight

Minutes after Gypsy had walked away, Enzo sat still on the sand. At the same spot where he had committed the stupidest mistake he could've made in that situation.

Fuck, he'd said Gianna's name while kissing Gypsy. Why? How?

He hadn't even realized he'd said it. It was like his subconsciousness had pushed the name out without his consent. His gut twisted as he remembered the look on Gypsy's face.

He'd fucked up. He'd hurt her.

Such a horrible end to a day that was supposed to be so perfect.

"Uncle Enzo. Uncle Enzo!" Zeke's giddy voice boomed through his head before the boy stepped in front of him.

"I wanna go into the water!"

"Sure." Enzo told him noncommittally.

"Okay. Let's go then."

It was then Enzo realized the boy probably couldn't swim alone in the ocean, but at that moment, swimming was the last thing on his mind.

"No Zeke."

"Oh please, Uncle Enzo. Let's go! Let's go!" The boy reached for his hand and tried to 'drag' him up.

Enzo wanted to snap that he wasn't in the mood but a