Chapter 37: Visiting Gracie

Gracie listened without refusing, but she didn't exactly lean in either.  I could tell she was nervous and shy.  For a conservative woman, showing up at my place at night already crossed a line, let alone letting me rub her feet. "Gracie, lie down on my bed," I said, half-coaxing, half-guiding her until she reached the edge. She made a protest, then sat, her anxious gaze fixed on me. "Gideon, if someone sees us, they'll get the wrong idea." I shook my head and kept my voice easy. "Don't worry,...