See you, wife

"ARE you sure you can go to work now?"

Gideon asked me.

I tilted my head to Gideon after putting on my sneakers.

"I'm already fine since yesterday, Gideon. I had no reason to skip work."

"I'll fetch you tonight. We'll be going somewhere."

I looked at him for a moment. I was about to protest, but then I remembered the deal that I made with him. I had agreed to go on a date with him. For two months. I drew a deep breath and nodded. "Oh. Okay."

He smiled at me. "See you, wife."

"See you."

"You're husband's here, Bianca," Kelly announced beside me.

I stopped from stacking the children's books on the bookshelf.

I looked at the counter, and immediately saw Gideon. He was standing there and talking to Jeff.

Wearing a dark long-sleeved polo shirt that rolled to his elbows and black slacks, he looked like a formidable businessman.

I looked at my reflection from the glass panel of Rory's office. Some strands of my hair were loose from my French bun.

I absentmindedly fixed my