“You’re having sex with him,” Jill said. “That horse has already bolted and now you want to try and shut the gate?” “Well, no . . . I don’t want to shut that gate. I want to leave it wide open.” Lauren patted Gideon’s knee. “I’m happy for you, Gideon. I’m happy that you’re happy and that you’ve found someone who treats you right. He looks after you, he cares about Benson.” She wiggled his little foot. “And he’s vers. He’s kinda perfect for you.” Jill gasped. “He is? You never told me that.” She aimed a pointed glare at Lauren. “That’s like finding a jigsaw piece that fits on all the sides.”
