Avery’s POV
My small victory lasted all of 8 hours. Then Gideon once more began to dog my steps. I supposed he’d had time to rest and shower, and then immediately came to find me.
“What are you doing?” I asked as he knelt beside me in the dirt of the garden and began yanking up the weeds I was pulling.
His eyes slid over in my direction, “This is important to you, yes?”
”Yes?” I said with irritation.
“Then I will help you with it,” he said simply.
I glared at him. Was this some sort of new game? To shadow me at all times?
“You don’t even know what you’re doing,” I snapped, “That’s not a weed, that’s a carrot you just pulled up!”
”Then teach me,” Gideon said simply, “If it’s important to you, I want to know it.”
”No.”
”No?”
”No! I don’t know what you’re up to, but knock it o
