Zoe POV
I step out of the shower grabbing a towel and tossing one to Gideon. Now that I’m not tantalized by his touch, I try to process what just transpired between us. What am I doing with him? He’s causing emotions I not only have never felt with a man but feelings I have not felt in a long time. Since my parents died. I feel confused. I don’t know what he wants or expects from me. I know we have a lot to discuss, but all the uncertainty gives me anxiety.
Gideon’s voice enters my thoughts, “Whatever you’re worrying about, stop.” I turn to see Gideon wrapping a towel dangerously low on his hips. His body is exquisite and I can feel the heat starting again in my core. I make my eyes meet his trying to get myself under control again. Before I can say anything, Grace calls from my bedroom
