As Diana steps into the room she’ll be staying in for the foreseeable future, Victor walks closer to me.

“You are crazy fucking rich, Gideon,” he murmurs under his breath as he brushes his arm against mine.

The touch sends a shock through my body, and I realize it’s been almost an entire twenty-four hours since I’ve last had him. One look at his face–the small dip between his eyebrows, those plump parted lips–and I know he’s thinking the exact same thing. As he takes a quick look over at his sister, he realises that she’s already stepped into the en-suite, so he wraps his finger around mine. I tug him closer and whisper into his ear.

“You already knew that, sweetness.”

We hear Diana’s footsteps returning into the bedroom so Victor lets go of me as he takes a step away.

“Is this okay, Diana?”

I ask as she looks up at me with big eyes, her bottom lip slightly curled between her teeth.

She nods at me before she turns to look over at Victor. “This is way more than okay.”

She takes a step closer to the bed before she sits down on it and runs her hand along the duvet. I turn to face sweetness.

“Victor, can I speak to you?”

He nods.

“We’ll only be a few minutes, Diana.”

I say as both Victor and I leave the bedroom together.

As I walk in the direction of my bedroom, Victor follows me. I don’t know why I’m bringing him here since we could have easily spoken in the room beside Diana’s, the room where he’ll be staying for the time being, but I bring him to my bedroom.

I move further into my bedroom but Victor stands near the doorway.

“She called you Florian. Which is it – Gideon or Florian–that you want me to call you by?”

He asks me.

“Gideon,” I tell him easily, “You can call me Gideon. That’s my middle name, and Florian is my first.”

Once I’ve said that, he nods.

After that, we don’t speak for a long time, and I realise that my fingers itch to touch him. It’s been too long, and he looks too good, and the things that went down at Serena’s has got me too riled up.

“It’s pretty fucked up, isn’t it?”

He breathes out as he locks eyes with mine.

I shake my head as I bring my fingers to my top button, unbuttoning it as sweetness continues to stare intently at me.

“It’s not that fucked up. Things could be much worse, sweetness.”

He takes a deep breath in before he steps closer, only stopping when he’s standing close enough that our bodies touch.

“You’re the father of my sister, and the ex of my mother. You don’t think that’s fucked up?”

Again, I shake my head.

It gets a small smile out of him and as he presses his palms to my chest, I take a sharp breath in.

“Can I?”

He asks even though his fingers are already on me, unbuttoning my shirt expertly before he slips his hands under the cotton and touches my bare body.

“You shouldn’t be touching me like this if you think this is fucked up, sweetness.”

He tips his head upwards, only an inch, but that look in his eyes has my cock growing hard.

“I know this entire situation is fucked up, but I don’t think I really care, Gideon. You look too good to not touch you right now.”

That gets a laugh out of me.

Honestly, I don’t care about the situation. So long as Victor and Diana are safe, and they’re happy to stay here with me for however long they need to, I’m happy.

There are far worse things out there than the situation we’ve found ourselves in.

“I told her about you; the night you asked me out, I told her. I didn’t specify it was you, but she’s smart, and she’s bound to figure something out. If you want, I can tell her to keep her mouth shut, and that nothing else happened between us after–”

His rambling is cute, but it’s not needed.

Slipping my arm around his lower back, I pull him closer to my front, and as he gasps my name out, I press my lips to his.

It takes sweetness a full second to react, but when he finally does, he’s all over me. His arms are around my back as he holds me closer and presses out bodies even tighter together. His hardness is obvious against my lower stomach and I know that mine is too.

His lips move desperately against mine.

When I pull away, a small mewl escapes his lips.

I can’t get enough of him.

“Hush, sweetness. Don’t worry about anything. If she figures it out, she’ll figure it out. And if not, we’ll tell everybody in our own time.”

His eyes are wide and his lips are swollen. He stares at me with an expression of shock.

Finally, Victor nods as he begins to take a few small steps away from me.

“Yeah, okay, Gideon. That sounds good.”

I bite down on a laugh as he continues walking backwards.

As he turns, and before he can leave my room completely, I find myself calling out for him again.

“Yes, Gideon?”

He asks me as he turns back around.

I smile at him as I throw the shirt to my bed and begin unbuckling my trousers. I don’t miss the way that his eyes go there immediately, or the way that he takes a sharp breath in.

“You can stay in the room besides Diana’s for now. Goodnight, sweetness.”

With a faint smile playing on his lips, he leaves my room.

“Goodnight, Gideon.”