A sigh escaped her at the tender caress of his hand across her head. He had been right. She could do this.
Several minutes elapsed of the same gentle touches. Voices rose and fell around her, the words indiscernible behind the beat of the music. Gideon shifted once or twice, but never to dislodge her. She heard him quietly direct Jesse to kneel, but after that, nothing.
“Took you long enough.”
She jerked at the unfamiliar male voice, but the firmer push of Gideon’s hand against her head eased her back where she’d been.
“Oh?” Gideon sounded bored. “Long enough for what?”
“To share the rest of your toys.”
“Who said I’m sharing? Maybe I just felt like showing off tonight.”
A woman laughed. “And that would make tonight different from other nights…how, Gideon?”