To Get Over You...

Valerie’s POV

I stepped past the foyer, the faint scent of sizzling garlic and roasting meat guiding me toward the kitchen entrance. I stopped dead in my tracks, my feet rooted to the hardwood floor. I stood frozen, staring in silence at Gideon’s broad back as he stood facing the stove, handling a spatula. He still wore his crisp white dress shirt from the office, the sleeves rolled up to his elb