GILDA’S POV
Why would he ask me for friendship? Now I had to struggle with him being around me because I could not concentrate, I could not put myself together. Everything he did left me confused.
There were times he stayed awake with me, reading bedtime stories to Angel, and he would not, for any reason, stop looking at me.
I enjoyed every one of his lingering gazes. I loved them. They made my heart beat faster, but how long could it last? How long before he stopped? How long before he stopped making me feel this way?
I was not even in his class of women. He would never consider me, not even for a moment.
“If there is anything you want, you should let me know. I want to make sure you get everything you want,” he said softly.
There was so much care in his voice that I felt I could dr
