Chapter 28

GIDEON

“Okay, last question.” Her voice was soft, slurred around the edges like her words had been dipped in wine. “You have to answer me truthfully,” she added, trying to sound commanding.

Adorable. She had no idea how she sounded.

“Ask,” I said, leaning back against the couch, glass of wine half-full, mind half-somewhere else.

She turned toward me, eyes glazed with sleep but still curious. “