02-29-2024, 10:39 PM
Hayden took the second shot. Good for him. But it was the fact he sauntered around the other side of the bar that made Gideon laugh out loud, and decide that even if dear Saelia proved bored with the interaction, he was finally curious about big brother.
“Far be it from me to argue with the professional,” he grinned, shrugging off the infiltration. He was aware of the rather blatant flirting, but did not much acknowledge it. Or at least no more than Gideon was an outrageously smouldering flirt in general. Maybe those genes just ran in the family. Dear maman did get knocked up by a fucking kid, after all.
The stuff about killing he didn’t really believe, but it was a fun fiction, the kind Gideon might tell himself to impress those around him. Or amuse himself with their stupidity. Though he half winced at Hayden’s denigration of Saelia down to the identity of daddy dearest and his accomplishments. Unlikely to go down well with her, but he was curious to see how Hayden would handle her temper if she snapped him down to size. “And you are Hayden, professional party-crasher, spy, and assassin.” Gideon waved the introductions aside. The guy must have had it hot if he actually remembered their names. Or he really was a spy.
“Unless the guy is me, I can’t say I care too much. But what’s he done to warrant the spying?”
“Far be it from me to argue with the professional,” he grinned, shrugging off the infiltration. He was aware of the rather blatant flirting, but did not much acknowledge it. Or at least no more than Gideon was an outrageously smouldering flirt in general. Maybe those genes just ran in the family. Dear maman did get knocked up by a fucking kid, after all.
The stuff about killing he didn’t really believe, but it was a fun fiction, the kind Gideon might tell himself to impress those around him. Or amuse himself with their stupidity. Though he half winced at Hayden’s denigration of Saelia down to the identity of daddy dearest and his accomplishments. Unlikely to go down well with her, but he was curious to see how Hayden would handle her temper if she snapped him down to size. “And you are Hayden, professional party-crasher, spy, and assassin.” Gideon waved the introductions aside. The guy must have had it hot if he actually remembered their names. Or he really was a spy.
“Unless the guy is me, I can’t say I care too much. But what’s he done to warrant the spying?”