Chapter Six
Becca
Gideon, dressed in a charcoal suit, strutted over like he owned the place. His brow was slightly cocked and his eyes were intense as they held mine. As he walked, the crowd parted for him. Several people tried to stop him to say hello, but he shrugged them off and pointed to me as though they should understand the importance of where he was heading.
I couldn't help but laugh at his cockiness. I knew part of it was just an act and while I never understood how other women found it attractive, at that moment, with him staring at me like I was the only person who mattered to him, I finally got it.
"Hey, gorgeous," he said before leaning down to gently kiss my lips.
"Hello to you too. You're actually on time."
He shrugged, then placed his hand on the small of my back and maneuvered us through the crowd towards the hostess stand.
"What can I say? I've been looking forward to tonight," he said.
"You have?"
"Of course." He stopped walking and turned to face me. "Do you know how important tonight is to me?"
His fingers brushed against my cheek before pushing my hair back behind my ear.
"You're wearing make up again," he said.
"And you're wearing a suit." I laughed nervously. I wasn't used to him talking about what I looked like.
"Yes, I am." He laughed before we squeezed our way in front of the hostess. "I wanted to look nice for you. I know you get work Gideon all the time, it was time you got to see date Gideon."
"Oh? So you're like one of those dolls with special outfits for each occasion?" I teased.
"I guess you could say that. I do my best without an outfit on though."
He winked and I laughed even harder.
"What? I'm talking about naked. You know, nude, sans clothing, in my birthday suit." He waggled his brows as the corner of his mouth tugged up into a smile.
"Iknow what you're talking about. But tell me, do your dates usually fall for crap like that?"
He looked up thoughtfully for a moment as he scratched his chin before looking back at me.
"Every. Single. One."
"Really? Every one? You should start dating smarter women then."
"You're saying all the women I've dated before were stupid?"
"Maybe not stupid, but definitely not very bright. You know I've heard all your stories."
He laughed as he nodded. "You're right. You know all my tricks."
"Don't forget that," I said as I poked his chest.
The hostess recognized Gideon and waved us over to a private booth off to the side of the bar. It was one of those circular booths that could seat a lot of people, but it was just us. We both slid to the middle so we were next to each other. Shortly after we sat down, a waitress came over for our drink order.
"Do you want your usual?" Gideon asked me.
"My usual?" I asked, wondering what that was.
"Whenever we've been out on any kind of holiday, you always order the same thing."