Chapter 42

Deliberately, Gideon grasped her hips and slid her off his body, sitting up against the headboard and folding his arms over his chest. “There isn’t anything I want more right now than getting the three of us under one roof. So do your worst, little girl.”

“Maybe it’s a good thing I agreed to practice on Jesse last night,” Emma said as she straddled his thighs, her lips twisting with amusement.

She wasn’t going to get him that easily. “Practicing on a man who couldn’t even move when I left him alone last night?” Gideon snorted. “Yeah, that takes a lot of skill.”

Emma shook her head. “I don’t know what he puts in that cream he uses, but it wasn’t long until he was moving. Quite well.”

His eyes narrowed slightly. She hadn’t just compared them, had she?

“Our boy’s a natural.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “Except for what I taught him, of course.”