" Gideon cupped my face and pressed his forehead to mine. "Neither is an option. Whatever it is, we'll figure it out." I pushed up onto my toes and pressed my mouth to his. Our tongues stroked and dipped, the kiss wildly passionate. I was vaguely aware of the multitude of people milling around us, the buzz of numerous conversations, and the steady rumble of the ceaseless midtown traffic, but none of it mattered while I was sheltered by Gideon. Cherished by him. He was both tormentor and pleasurer, a man whose mood swings and volatile passions rivaled my own. "There," he whispered, running his fingertips down my cheek. "Let that go viral." "You're not listening to me, you crazy stubborn man. I have to go." "We'll ride home together after work." He backed away, holding my hand until distance pulled our fingers apart. When I turned toward the ivy-draped restaurant, I saw Mark and Steven waiting for me by the entrance
annaabi.ee 
