Glimmer loved these moments with Gideon. Whenever they were together, they seemed to gravitate toward one another. Being affectionate was easy for them. Cuddling, holding hands, gentle caresses, but sometimes Glimmer got a bit frustrated because they had yet to kiss again since the wedding.
They slept together every night, and he held her tightly, but that was as far as they’d gone. It had her feeling conflicted. Her feelings for Gideon were definitely growing, but it seemed like Gideon was content with just being friends. But then again, the way he took care of her and held her made her think he felt more, just like she did. The mixed feelings got to her more and more every day.
“Aye, G! You got a package,” Deuce shouted from the entryway of the compound, interrupting their quiet moment.
Deuce walked closer and tossed the box to Gideon. Glimmer ducked, afraid the box would hit her right in the head.
“Mothafucka, how you know it wasn’t fragile in here?” Gideon asked after he caught the package. “And you don’t see my wife sitting right here? Coulda hit her.”
Deuce waved him off. “My bad, big dawg.”
Glimmer placed a hand on Gideon’s shoulder to soothe him. She felt the tension leave his body at her touch.
“What did you get?” she murmured and hoped he didn’t mind the change in the subject.
He gave her a small smile and handed her the box. “For your collection.”
Glimmer’s eyes immediately lit up as she tore the package open. Inside was a brand-new perfume with a pretty bottle. She immediately sprayed some on her wrist and smelled before humming happily. She held her wrist out to Gideon, who took it gently and sniffed.
“Might be my new favorite one,” he said.
She giggled. “You say that about all of them.”
“Everything smells good on you, baby.”
There went that damn heat spreading across her cheeks again.
“Thanks,” she uttered, feeling shy all of a sudden.
“Hey, how ’bout we have Sunday dinner upstairs?”
Glimmer grinned. “Really?”
“Yeah. I think it’s a movie and chill night. Just wanna kick it with my wife.”
“I love when you call me that,” she blurted, and then she clamped her mouth shut in embarrassment. She hadn’t meant to say that. She stood, almost knocking over the chessboard. “Oh, uh, my bad.” She straightened the game out before she said, “I’ll make our plates and meet you upstairs.”
She swore she heard Gideon chuckle as she rushed away. Before she got to the counter where everyone crowded around to grab their food, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She grabbed it and instantly smiled because she knew who it was before she even tapped on the text.
Dad:
How you doin’, baby?
It felt like her entire heart smiled. She and her dad kept in constant communication. It still saddened her that she couldn’t see him. He stood firm on that rule, but she was glad he seemed to be in good spirits and that she could talk to him whenever she wanted.
Glimmer:
I’m good, Daddy. Miss you. You doing okay?
She put her phone back in her pocket. Her dad was just like an old man and normally took forever to text back.
“I heard you made all this, sis,” Haze said as he threw his arm around her shoulder.
She smiled up at him. “The queens helped.”
Haze’s brows rose. “You know you’re a queen now, too, right?”
Glimmer blinked up at him. Nobody had pointed that out to her yet, but she realized he was right. “I guess I am.”
