Even though I knew Gideon had shut out all possibilities of anything romantic happening between us, my stupid heart certainly hadn't gotten the memo. I peeled off my shirt and jeans, feeling like a stupid little fool. My heart was racing wildly, far from normal as I threw on my SpongeBob pyjamas and Freddie's long black socks I usually slept with. Not quite comfortable with the slight throbbing in my p***s, I decided I should probably take this opportunity to use the bathroom.
Walking into the bathroom, I pulled down my pyjama pants hurriedly and finished the urgent business of urination. I was surprised Gideon hadn't come to look for me yet, considering how long I was gone.
I emerged into the living room and as stupid as it sounds, my knees weakened at the sound of his voice, blood rush
