Entwined With You

hands falling to my sides to clench my dress.
    “Explain what the fuck just happened,” he said calmly.
    My head bowed and I didn’t say anything, because I didn’t know what to say. A moment of silence later, he moved, swinging me up into the cradle of his arms and carrying me to the couch. He sat and arranged me on his lap. I snuggled into him.
    His chin came to rest on the crown of my head. “You want to pick a fight, angel?”
    “No,” I mumbled.
    “Good. Me neither.” His hands stroked up and down my back. “So let’s talk instead.”
    I pressed my nose into his throat. “I love you.”
    “I know.” He tilted his head back, giving me room to nestle.
    “I’m not a sex addict.”
    “I don’t see why it’d be a problem if you were. God knows making love with you is my favorite thing to do. In fact, if you ever wanted meto take care of you more often, I’d go so far as to schedule sex with you into my day.”
    “Oh my God!” I nipped him with my teeth, and he laughed softly.
    Gideon wrapped my hair around his fist and tugged my head back. His gaze on my face was soft and serious. “You’re not upset about our incredible sex life. It’s something else.”
    Sighing, I admitted, “I don’t know what it is. I’m just …
off
.”
    Adjusting me in his lap, Gideon snuggled me closer, pulling me into his warmth. We fit so perfectly together, my curves aligning with his sculpted lines. “Do you like the apartment?”
    “I love it.”
    “Good.” His voice was laced with satisfaction. “Obviously, it’s an example—taken to the extreme.”
    My heart rate jumped a little. “Of what our place could look like?”
    “We’ll start fresh, of course. Everything new.”
    I was moved by his pronouncement. Still, I had to say, “It was so risky doing this. Moving in here, getting in and out of the building. It makes me nervous just thinking about it.”
    “On paper, someone lives here. So of course, he’d move furniture in, and come and go. He enters through the garage, just like all the other tenants with cars. When I’m being him, I dress a little differently, take the stairs, and check the security feeds so I know if I’m going to run into anyone before it happens.”
    The amount of planning involved was mindboggling to me, but then he’d had practice getting to Nathan without a trace. “All this trouble and expense. For me. I can’t— I don’t know what to say.”
    “Say you’ll plan on moving in with me.”
    I savored the surge of pleasure his words brought me. “Do you have a time frame in mind for this fresh start?”
    “As soon as we can get away with it.” His hand on my thigh squeezed gently.
    Iset my hand over his. There was so much standing in the way of us living together: the lingering trauma of our pasts; my dad, who disliked rich guys and thought Gideon was a cheater; and me, because I liked my apartment and believed that striking out in a new city meant doing as much as I could on my own.
    I jumped to the biggest issue for me, though. “What about Cary?”
    “The penthouse has an attached guest apartment.”
    Pulling back quickly, I stared at him. “You’d do that for Cary?”
    “No, I’d do it for you.”
    “Gideon, I …” My words trailed off because there were no words. I was awed. Something inside me shifted a little.
    “So you’re not upset about the apartment,” he said. “Something else is on your mind.”
    I decided to save Brett for last. “I’ve got a girls’ night out on Saturday.”
    He stilled. Maybe someone who didn’t know him as well as I did wouldn’t catch that subtle, sharp alertness, but I caught it. “Girls’ night doing what, exactly?”
    “Dancing. Drinking. The usual.”
    “Is it a manhunt?”
    “No.” I licked my dry lips, mesmerized by the change in him. He’d gone from intimately playful to intensely focused. “We’re all attached. At least I think we all are. I’m not sure about Megumi’s roommate, but Megumi’s got a man and you know Shawna’s got her chef.”
    He was suddenly all business when he said, “I’ll make the arrangements—car, driver, and security. If you stick with a circuit of my clubs, your security will stay in the car. You want to branch out, he’s going in with you.”
    Blinking in surprise, I said, “Okay.”
    From the kitchen, the oven timer began beeping.
    Gideon went from sitting to standing, with me in his arms, in one powerfully graceful surge. My eyes widened. My blood