Gideon’s mouth curved faintly. “At your charity gala next month. The one you host. The one where your friends and donors watch.”
Darlene made a small sound of outrage. Blaire stared at her napkin like she wanted to vanish. Evan looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time in years.
And maybe he was.
The gala was as grand as expected. continue reading …