Two of a Kind (Fool's Gold #11)

Gideon chuckled. “I wonder what song he—”

Sonny and Cher’s “I’ve Got You, Babe” began to play. Gideon raised his head and groaned. “No way. I hate that song.” He touched her cheek. “Please don’t make me dance to it at our wedding.”

“Was that a proposal?”

“No. It was the promise of one. I thought I’d do it more privately when we’re alone.” He took her hands in his. “Please come home, Felicia. I miss you, and I miss my son.”

“Can I drive?” Carter asked.

“I thought you weren’t listening,” Gideon said, his voice amused.

“Sorry.”

Felicia smiled up at him. “I’ll follow you,” she promised as she reluctantly stepped back.

“No way,” he told her. “You’re going to lead. You’ve always known the right way home.”