Chapter 61

I instinctively wanted to raise my hand to cover the mark but stopped myself. Instead, I looked up at Gideon and nodded. "I got bitten." His intense gaze pierced through me. Even though we were locked in eye contact, I couldn't read his thoughts. Still, I picked up on his displeasure. Maybe he thought I had no self-respect. After all, to society, a bite mark on the neck was a telltale sign of a messed up personal life. "If it broke the skin, make sure you get a tetanus shot or a rabies vaccine," Gideon said in a somewhat hoarse voice. I couldn't help but wonder if he had been drinking. However, he didn't smell of alcohol. It was only then I realized how close we were. In the narrow hallway of the master bedroom, I was practically pressed against him. "Alright. So, Mr. Jackman, are you staying here tonight?" I asked. Gideon hummed in response, and surprise flashed across my face. I couldn't believe my ears. He was the epitome of courtesy and self-discipline. Hence, I had ass