"GOOD evening, Mr. and Mrs. Henry." The maitre d politely greeted us before leading us to one of the tables near the window. I looked around. I've been here once, with Amelia. Every corner of the place has a touch of elegance. All of the women I've been seeing were in formal clothes; I even spotted a celebrity at the nearby table. Gideon and I were the only ones in casual clothes. But the maitre d' didn't seem to mind. Damn. The power Gideon Henry holds. "I'd like to have Linguine Mare Chiaro, Pinsa Romana and Cannoli Siciliani." I smiled at the waiter as I closed the menu. "So, how's work today?" Gideon asked after the waiter left us. I cleared my throat. "Just the same." This was the first time Gideon and I dined out outside. We'd never done this before. We never dined out with only us two. It had always been with other people. With his family. His business partners. "My workmates are nice. It's good. I love being surrounded by books." He smiled. "I'm happy you'

"I DIDN'T know you're married," Kelly told me while we were having lunch. Rory came to the shop with a box of pepperoni pizza for us. The old woman was a very nice boss. I managed a smile. "Yeah. I've been married for almost a year." "Your husband… he's gorgeous," Kelly commented, admiration was obvious in her voice. I shrugged. "Well, yeah." Gideon was really physically attractive. No doubt about that. He could easily catch everyone's attention with just his looks. "Did something happen to him?" Jeff asked, biting on his pizza. "Or was he really…" "He had an accident four months ago…" I filled him in. "He's in a coma for three months." Kelly gasped. "Oh. I'm sorry, Bianca. It must be hard for you then." I gave her a small smile. "It's okay. He's in recovery now." "I noticed you're not wearing a wedding ring." I saw Jeff drop his eyes on my left hand. "Yeah. I… uh lost it." I lied. I didn't want to explain anymore. They didn't have to know about that part of my life.

"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

OH… SHIT! I whispered in my head when I woke up that morning. I blinked as I looked at Gideon's face which was only a few inches away from mine. How did we end up like this? I literally woke up facing Gideon. My arm was wrapped around his body. My face was only inches away from him. How… how did we end up like this? I remembered last night after we arrived home from the movie house, we already went straight to bed. I clearly remembered sleeping on the left side of this bed, away from him. But how… "It was obvious it was you who moved closer, Bianca," I silently told myself. I was even the one hugging Gideon, for Pete's sake! I bit my lower lip and slowly entangled my arm from his body. I let out a sigh of relief when I was able to successfully remove my hand from him.Good thing I woke up first before him. What would he say to me if he saw what I did? I stared at Gideon who was still sleeping peacefully beside me. "Damn…" I whispered in my head. He looked gorgeous even when

"TAKE care, Bianca," Kelly said when my shift ended that afternoon. "Tell your husband we're thankful for the food!" I smiled at him. "Yeah. I'll tell him." We didn't even manage to finish all the food for lunch so we even had it for snacks. Instead of riding a taxi, I decided to just walk on my way home. The store was just five blocks away from Gideon's house. The house was alone when I got home. Hanna only visits the house now during weekends. "I just wanted to check on you," Helen said on the other line. I had just finished changing when she called. "I just got off from work," I said as I settled myself on the couch. Helen said that she was alone in her shop. She recently opened a bakeshop in Houston. "And Gideon?""He's still at work. His condition has been improving day by day. He only goes to therapy now during weekends.""How about his memory?"I sighed. "Still nothing. Aside from random headaches, there was nothing.""What about your relationship? Was he still pursuing