Giovanni's version of "a little fun" involved fooling around with women. Nothing was wrong with it; he was single anyway. And he planned to stay that way—vowed never to marry. The man practically promised never to settle down until he dies.
And if one day he'd go insane and tell Gael that he would get married, to beat the crap out of him and remind him what he swore that day many years ago.
Gael thought his uncle was crazy, but he couldn't blame him. He'd probably swear the same if what happened to Giovanni happened to him. Whatever. If getting laid pretty much whenever he wanted with different women every time was Giovanni's way of moving forward, then Gael wouldn't stop him. Gael had his fair share of quick lays in the past, but he was past that stage now. The last time he had slept with someone was several months ago. Shît. Had it really been that long? He might as well be a monk.
