A Night with Gideon novel Chapter 27

Gideon has a wife and I’m a hooker’.

That was the very first idea that entered his mind when he saw the wedding picture in her drawer. The woman is beautiful-no, beautiful-beautiful. And he wasn’t stupid enough not to think about the obvious fact that Gideon and the woman were married.

He quickly put the picture frame back inside the drawer when he heard the bedroom door lock turn. He was lying right next to Summer when the door opened and Gideon entered.

He was wearing his gray pajamas and shirt. Her hair is also out of order, which seems to be messed up on purpose to give extra sex appeal. His deep brown eyes bore on her and she instantly looked away. She secretly bit the inside of his cheek because he caught her staring at it.

Yes, she was shy even though Gideon was staring at her.

She simply lifted the blanket up to her shoulders before leaning towards Summer and hugging her son. He closed his eyes and tried to feel the man’s footsteps towards them. He opened his eyes in shock when his warm hand moved to his arm before moving to his back. "W-Why?"

she stuttered when she saw how close they were right now. He was leaning towards her and their faces were only a few feet apart.

"Give me space."

He silently beckoned her to lie down. He turned to the other side of Summer that was the vastness of space. "You can be there."

He even pointed to the other side. However, it did not respond or move at all. He was just shamelessly staring at her like he was memorizing every detail of her face.

He sighed softly and got up to move to the other side. He held her by the wrist as the thick and black eyebrows met. "Where are you going?"

"Will move there to the other side,"

she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "I didn’t say you moved,"

* "You’re confused, Sir Vesarius."

Her lips pressed closer as she looked at him. His lips twitched and Gideon’s eyes focused on it. "Yes, that’s it. Will not move. You are so confused. I know you’re old, but it’s too much"

"I am just thirty-three d*mn it! That’s not old yet."

His face is very thin again and he wants to be giggled in his seat. But he just kept his mouth shut because he might get angry with him even more and throw him out the window.

"Stop that!"

he commanded her weakly but firmly. He covered his mouth with his hand. "Which one?"

he asked and brought his hand back to the cover. He pinched the bridge of his own nose before straightening up and putting one leg on the bed.

He quickly grabbed her leg and pushed her away. 1. "You’re already there on the other side,"

he muttered. "What?"

His forehead furrowed even more. "I said, you’re on the other side,"

his lips twitched again, "po."

"Stop talking to me with ‘po’. I am going to be your husband, Lyzza not a father."

He bit his lip because he really wanted to laugh, he just held it back because Gideon might really fall on him and beat him like a child. Pick it up again. "Do you get me?"

He nodded slowly.

"Now move!"