“Gideon.” My voice came out thin and crackly. “You still haven’t answered me.” “You mean my yes wasn’t clear?” He blinked like I was missing something obvious. “Maybe I need to hear it,” I admitted. Gideon wasn’t the only one with fears. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night, him snuggled against me, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I’d gotten. I kept expecting him to realize he could do far better, but apparently, he’d chosen me, and now I wanted to hold him to it. I wasn’t letting him go. “Yes.” He released a giddy giggle that made him sound far younger. “A thousand times yes. We
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