She was already laughing by the time that Gideon had joined in with his own hearty laughter. The pair of them could not seriously entertain the thought of Selina having another boyfriend; it was the most ludicrous thing that they had probably ever said to one another. Which was most likely why they had succumbed to their laughter. It was just ridiculous. Between her laughs, she added, "You're right about one thing- I can't lie to you."

After Selina had moved to hug her boyfriend, he picked her up from the waist and spun her around off the ground and back into her house. A giggle escaped her lips at the motion, but she was not high enough up in the air this time or over his shoulder to react in anyway but positively. Besides, she had missed him, he was getting a pass for picking her up against her will. But when he put her back down on the floor, she shot her eyebrow up at him in an almost challenging manner when he chuckled. Her fingers continued to play with the bottom of his hair before she asked, "You think this is funny, sir?"

It felt good to laugh, that much was positive.

"Aye...of course ye can't," Gideon agreed whole heartedly a bemused smirk upon his face. As they gathered themselves inside the house, he watched for whatever reaction he was to get for his actions. So far so good, Selina was in as good a mood as he was about both being in the same place at the same time. And not arguing about being lifted up in his arms. Mental note...the action was acceptable as long as he didn't take it to the level where she went high over his shoulder.

Summer was fun but there was a distance between them during that time that they had to be careful not to extend else they would be unhappy at a time when you were supposed to be having fun. Looking once more at his girlfriend, he noticed the look he was getting matched up with the raised eyebrow. "Aye, I do," he remarked looking at her as he felt the almost ticklish touch along his neckline. "Especially when yer playing with my hair back there...it feels funny."

Aye... of course you can't.

Selina was about to protest to that comment, but he was right. Not only could Selina not lie to him, but she virtually could not lie to anyone else. Aside from some kind of not-being-able-to-lie-person, Selina was the worst liar she knew. It had something to do with the fact that she either laughed her way through it or she stuttered. And stuttering was an understatement. Her stutter was unmatched.

Oh so, playing with the ends of his hair tickled him? A smirk etched across her face, but it was more scheming then her usual smirks. She finally had something that tickled him in sorts-- oh how she was going to revel in this newfound discovery. Playing up the innocence, she continued to loosely move her fingers through the ends of his hair, "This," she bat her eyelashes, "feels funny, does it?" True, it was probably not as ticklish as the way he tickled her, but it was something and she was going to play this out... hopefully it didn't backfire.

Jake was furious. He had spent the past few days at practice in Ireland and he was fed up with his team. They were getting lazy and they were going to make him look bad. That kid Carter Phillips had thwarted them their last match and they had to make sure that they were one-hundred percent ready for the game against Bulgaria. But it seemed that his team was content with their cup win last season and they had, in turn, become increasingly lazy. Now was NOT the time to get lazy though, they had to up their game.

That was why Jake had apparated home. He needed a day or two to clear his head and let his team think about the way that they had behaved out on the pitch. He was getting too old for all of this nonsense. They either needed to want it or get lost. There was no time in Quidditch for the in-betweeners.

Once he was back on his property, he headed out to the broom cupboard out by their pitch. He wanted to put a few things away before he headed back to the house. Hopefully Selina was up by now.

What reaction he might have expected didn't come. It seemed Selina had decided not to press the matter of whether or not she could lie or whether he had indeed right about the fact that she couldn't. One disagreement settled before it got into a tickling match or another such event between them. His face fell however as he saw the look that drew up across her own face.

Gideon wanted to inwardly groan as his own admittance was caught by Selina. He knew that smirk...knew what it stood for having witnessed it often enough, and knew he was done for. He only had the ability to try and brace for the impact of whatever was to come his way from his companion. The prefect thought about denying it but he unconsciously moved his neck when it started to effect him before he could catching himself. "Maybe..." was all he said neither outright confirming or denying it.

She had caught him. In the process of Gideon mulling over his plan of attack to her response, he had given her a face, which meant that she was right. Playing with his hair did cause some sort of tickle or discomfort. That meant that she had him-- finally she had some sort of tickle attack to use against him and she could feign innocence the whole time while using it. She was ONLY playing with his hair. A snicker almost jumped out and planted itself on her face before she carefully stored it away.

Regaining her composure, she continued to weave her fingers through the bottoms of his hair and ran her thumb across the back of his neck. If his hair tickled it had to be because the hair was touching the back of his neck and running her fingers gingerly across his neck would have the same affect, no? There was no harm in trying.

"You sure about that?" she batted her eyelashes, "Maybe is kind of a loose word, Mr. Gert... and I wouldn't to tickle you." LIES! ALL LIES!

Jake finally had all of his supplies back in their rightful place in the broom cupboard out by the pitch. It had been a pain in his neck sorting everything out, but it was better to get that stuff away now then later in the day when he was settled on his couch. Besides, he wanted to take his daughter out for lunch today. He had not seen her in a couple of days and even when he was home she was so attached to that bleeding broom of hers that he never saw her. Although if half of his team had the drive that his sixteen year old daughter had they would be in much better shape this season- that was all he was going to say about that.

And with that he headed back up to the house slowly. He had time.

Just try and ignore it. That was what Gideon kept trying to tell himself. Pretend it made no difference and Selina drop it as it would no longer cause her pleasure to cause him discomfort of that sort. But it was hard, especially when she added the simple touch of her rubbing his neck as well as fiddling with his curls in the back of his head. He was bound to give some reaction as it was a weird sort of feeling, at the very least a look of contentment like when she played with his hair for real. But that was a more pleasant feeling like she was petting him or relaxing him.

"Aye I'm sure thats the word I want to use. Maybe is an open-ended word for when one isn't sure about something." Like I'm not ready to admit I have a somewhat ticklish spot that you can exploit for yer advantage. That might be detrimental to his health and sanity. "Oh really...ye wouldn't use my answer against me?"

Yeah...right.

Her fingers continued to wrap themselves in the ends of his hair as he justified his use of the word maybe. Leave it to Gideon to use a definition to try and get out of being honest with her. Truthfully, he was not lying to her, but he was withholding the truth. She could not blame him, though; he knew that if he admitted it was somewhat ticklish she would exploit the weakness. It was the perfect payback for all of the ticking he had served up to her over the years and she did not exactly forget the over-the-shoulder day either.

The sixteen year old continued to look as innocent as possible when she spoke to him, "Are you sure that's the word you wanna use?" She tried not to snicker when he asked if he would use this knowledge against him. To make the situation more awkward, she brushed her fingers against the back of his neck again. Watching him squirm was sort of fun.

Offendly she gasped, "Who me? I would never use that against you. What kind of person do you think I am?" She had missed this- the pair of them challenging each other and joking around. Not only was it fun to pick on her boyfriend a little, but it was moments like this she felt like she got the real Gideon. He was carefree and willing to joke around. And she was happy she was one of the few people who got that side of him.

The ashy blonde haired man walked on the grounds of his house. He wanted to wake up his daughter who he discovered was not down on the pitch, but part or him wanted to let her sleep. After all, she was his baby and if she was sleeping the poor thing had to be exhausted. That was when he decided to head back to the house. If Selina was sleeping he would make her some breakfast and then wake her up. She would be so happy to see him.

With that plan in mind, he started toward the back door of his house to enter the kitchen. Besides, breakfast sounded good.

Gideon nodded to show he did indeed chose that word amongst his many options for his answer. He would not give Selina the pleasure to hear him admit what she perhaps wanted him to admit. That he was so effected by her efforts to tease him...to get a way to get him back for his own tickling of her so many times before. "Aye...that is the word I choose. " However he couldn't stop his body from fully betraying him, the seventeen year old flinching once more as her actions tickled him once more.

"Oh sure ye wouldn't do anything of the sort," he remarked with a nod as if he could really believe her in that case. Hadn't they just discussed her ability to lie or pull one over on him just moments before? This was a perfect example of her pulling his leg and the two of them going back and forth in teasing jest. "Hmm me thinks perhaps a right trickster, at least part of the times. That is who ye are."

Of the two surprises that Selina had gotten today, Gideon arriving and finding a tickle spot on the back of his neck and hair, Selina was not sure which surprise that she liked more. Obviously, it was brilliant to see her boyfriend again, but a tickle spot was like gold. The pair of them had the tendency to jokingly tease one another quite often, but when push came to shove every time, Gideon was the one who ended up winning their little jest. It was partially because he was taller and stronger than her, yet there was also a part that was due to the fact that he used her ticklish nature against her. Tickling was what won his every battle and now she had her own plan of attack. Today was a great day.

He flinched again and she could not help beaming at his actions. He could have denied that it tickled him to a certain extent, but she could tell from the way that he was reacting that he was lying. It was true that he was a better liar than she was, however, he could not hide the truth when it tickled. "I'm offended you think that of me. I would never intentionally do anything remotely trickstery." Just then her fingers laced themselves into the bottom of his hair once more. She was loving this. There was no way that he could win this battle.

Jake opened the back door to his house and entered the kitchen. He could see that Sophie was long gone and at work when he looked in the sink. Her used cereal bowl sat uncleaned in the basen and the orange juice was freshly squeezed on the counter. He smiled at the familiar things in his kitchen and turned on his sink to clean the dish.

Once it was stored away, he opened his refrigerator to pull out some ingredients to make Selina an omelet. Usually when he was home during the summers, she devoured his bacon, egg and cheese creation. Then again his daughter ate everything.

Gideon knew that for one he was fighting a loosing battle. For once, he didn't quite have an upper hand and the only way he could possible turn it around was to fight dirty. Or at least like a Slytherin that he sometimes was told he could eminate. He was torn on what was the best decision he could make at the moment all the while dealing with Selina's knat-like movements in the curls along the top of his shirt collar.
Perhaps that meant it was time for a trim.

His eyebrow raised at her words, still fighting for the denial against her ticklish actions against him. Gideon leaned in and near-whispered a quiet "Oh really?" as his own hands slowly and discretly moved to a point where he could do his own ticklingmagic. His fingers went right to the perfect spot to get the most reaction out his girlfriend almost as if on automatic pilot. And with a playful smirk he started tickling. "Is that yer final answer?" he remarked biting back a chuckle at whatever he expected her to do.

As Gideon leaned into her, Selina's eyebrows rose in surprise. Even though she was not generally opposed to him leaning in, it was look that he was giving her that set her on edge. She knew that look and it usually meant that he had something devious planned. That look sent shivers down her spine, damn the Slytherin side of him. It was that side of her boyfriend that was the culprit behind all of his tickle wars. And when she thought she had backed him into a figurative corner, he pulled out the big guns.

The redhead was so frozen with curiously at his next move that she did not notice his hands move to her tickle spot. Suddenly she felt his fingers move against her side and she started to spazz uncontrollably. Fits of giggles erupted from her lips as she tried to wiggle her way out of his grasp, "No, no! Let me go!" She wailed again as she struggled to breathe in the middle of her laughter, "Ugh you're, you're hurting me!" It did not hurt, but was more uncomfortable. She could not believe she let him gain the upper hand.

Frying potatoes for breakfast was a painstaking task. Everytime e thought that he had finally finished the task, the potatoes tasted like rocks. Merlin, cooking was Sophie's thing, not his. But at least Selina would eat anything.

Then he heard wails. His daughter's voice echoed throughout the halls of his house and someone was hurting him. He grabbed the nearest thing as a weapon, which happened to be a spoon and he ran into the main hall.

When he finally reached the foyer where the voices came from, Jake yelled, "Selina, Selina. Are you ok-?" He stopped dead in his tracks. He saw his daughter wrapped up in the arms of the boyfriend and he was tickling her... What the bloody hell?

Hearing her giggles and seeing her squirm at his attentions, Gideon couldn't hold back his own laughter at the situation. "Should I...well I don't know if I really should," he mused continuing to tickle Selina. He shook his own head in more of an attempt to get rid of the lingering feeling of her own fingers as they had long since dropped when he started his ticklish barage. Raising an eyebrow at her words, he lightened up as he debated what was up. The prefect didn't quite believe her words of hurt and she was breathing fine so he hadn't felt the need to absolutely stop. Not that he was really tickling her all that much or as much as he could.

He was about to say something more when he heard an older, masculine voice and started, not having heard or or that matter, smelt any of the signs that they werent alone in the house. Turning to see Selina's father brandishing a wand, Gideon made sure to pull away from Selina. "Um...hello, Mr. Skylar," he greeted hesitantly as he stood up straight yet with a submissive air, only then realizing what he had mistaken for a wan---a wooden spoon.

After having known Gideon for over three years now, it was no surprise that he knew exactly where to tickle her to make her spazz. Especially since Gideon had been using tickling as a defense mechanism since they had become friends. All of the progress she had made today with his own tickle spot had been negated when he tickled her. She was not pleased, but at least now she knew a tickle spot that she could use on him. Except- she could not use it right now; she was a little distracted.

When the tickling stopped, though, she was extremely confused. Her eyes refocused into the situation at hand and that was when she saw her father who was holding a spoon. Why a spoon, she had no idea, but the bigger question was why her father was home and what he was doing in their house? He was supposed to be Ireland training for his upcoming season, not back home with a bloody spoon.

"Daddy..." she said sweetly, "What are you doing home?" And what was he doing interrupting this surprise visit from her boyfriend.

Taking in the scene at hand, Jake finally noticed that he was holding a spoon in his hand. Of all the things he could have grabbed this was the least intimidating and now he felt extremely foolish. But someone once told him that he could turn anything into a weapon and the verdict was no yet out if he had to use it or not. What was the boy doing in his house and with his daughter? It was bad enough that he knew she was dating someone. They had to shove it in his face?

He cleared his throat before curtly saying, "Gideon..." Then he turned to his daughter and cocked an eyebrow of his own, Selina. Better question... what are you doing... alone... with a boy?" He did not owe her an explanation as to why he was home. This was his house.

That curt tone...

Oh that was bad, very bad coming from the older man. And judging from the way Selina seemed to react to the situation, she herself hadn't expected him home. So in essence they were two teenagers, one of age home alone in the family home. Or just great...he was gonna get it because of course he was the dangerous one. The older boy dating his daughter.In Gideon's defense he hadn't been sure whether or not either of Selina's parents had been home, it hadn't crossed his mind to care that much when he had decided to pop by to surprise her with his visit.

Okay...cool it Gert. Take it easy...breath in...breath out.

"Nothing sir," he said trying to think of the best way to get out of this rough situation, prefereable without getting punished in some way. "Honestly nothing." The prefect just hoped Jake Skylar was a far calmer father then his own father was in respect for Kacie.

The room, that was just seconds ago filled with laughter and joking, suddenly seemed a lot more tense. In a way, in came her father and out went the joy. He had always had that horrible effect on the boys that Selina was friends with and now that Gideon was her boyfriend his wonderful gift had only amplified. But she was sixteen years old. What did he think that she was going to do? Hide under a rock until she was thirty? Besides, of all of the boys in the world, Gideon was the type of boy that her father could and should be able to trust. Yet, that did not stop him from storming in with a spoon.

At her father's words, Selina suddenly understood the implication of what her father was assuming. The redhead rolled her eyes at her father and crossed her arms at his foolishness. That statement had to be one of the most idiotic things she had ever heard her father say and he had said many an odd thing. When Gideon spoke up Selina was proud of the way that he was handling himself. Of course, they were not doing anything, so what did he have to hide? It was easy to sound confident if you were innocent.

"Yeah Dad- he literally just showed up. He's been here for at the most twenty minutes." That number was even an exaggeration.

A plethora of thoughts raced through Jake's mind as he waited for the teenagers to say something. Honestly, he was rather hoping they would talk soon because nothing they could say would be worse than what he was thinking. It was a father thing and he was not particularly fond of the idea of Selina dating. He hadn't been since Selina had started dating curly boy two years ago. Jake rather liked when Selina liked that captain bloke. He was a silly school girl crush and he knew that there was no danger in her liking a boy out of reach. It was when the boys became a reality that Jake started acting like this...

The kid finally spoke up and gave him an answer that he wanted to believe more than anything. But when Selina spoke up, his daughter set off an alarm in his head. Twenty minutes? He had been home for fifteen! Those five minutes were haunting him.

"Selina..." he started, "And why did you plan for him to come over when you knew neither me or your mother would be home?"

His own answer seemed to have been alright with his girlfriend's father, not reading anything up in the man's expression. But then something in what Selina had added to the mix had had only served to add to the tension. Had the elder Skylar honestly believed they had been up to something? More specifically a CERTAIN something? I f the area hadn’t been so tense and there been so much else to consider he might have blushed sheepishly at the implications.

“If I may…Its not Selina’s fault…its mine,” he said taking the lead, hoping complete honesty would help settle the situation. Bes ides Gideon wasn’t about to let Selina take the fall for his own actions when she hadn’t even been aware that he had been coming over, he had to try and fix things. “She didn’t plan anything; I had taken the chance to surprise her. So it was my fault that I’m here when neither of you were not known to be here.”

So yes, it was all his fault and an accidental mistake he was sorry for and his companion was completely innocent. The only thing she had done was allow him in and even that had been just because she left the door open...he had been the one to carry both himself and Selina into the foyer when he had hugged her hello and held her in his arm. But Jake Skylar didn't need to know THOSE details. No doubt they would only make things worse.

The sixteen year old opened her mouth to retort to her father, but she did not get the chance when Gideon gave him an answer of his own. There was nothing but the truth in Gideon's answer and she hoped that her father saw that as well, although Selina herself was not particularly fond of the way that Gideon was talking about his visit. He kept using the word fault, which she felt was unfair. Having her boyfriend visit was not a bad thing and he was a good person. It was not like they were doing anything bad, so she was offended that Gideon was put in the position by her father to apologize.

Her father often said that she had a lot of her mother in her, so she was going to prove it. With a huff, she crossed her arms over her chest and puffed her chest out to show that she was not pleased with the situation at hand. Cutting Gideon off toward the end of his unnecessary apology, Selina said, "First of all, this situation is no one's fault. Dad, my boyfriend stopped by for a visit and we aren't doing anything bad. He's allowed to come and visit... do you not trust me or something?"

The boy was smart, Jake would give him that much. He had known that when Jake had posed that question for his daughter he was indirectly pointing it at the kid to explain himself. The kid had taken it in stride, but Jake was still not convinced. Jake was a boy once, he knew better then to believe everything that they said most of the time. He was going to tell Gideon this, when his daughter jumped into the conversation. With each of her sentences, he tried to cut her off, but she just kept talking and talking until he had no choice but to listen to her.

His eyes bugged out of his head when his daughter implied that he did not trust her,"No-no. I trust you... I just... you see... Don't you turn this around on me! I am just trying to look out for you." Because if he did not look out for Selina she would consistently get herself into sticky situations with everything in her life.

Gideon backed down as Selina cut him off, trying her own attempt to rectify the situation and prove that it was neither of their faults. Okay so maybe his use of fault had been wrong in his explaination of what had happened, but as Selina pointed out it was an innocent action of a meeting on the grounds of the house and nothing had happened, especially anything bad that would warrant the protective father in the mix getting all upset. Though he wasn't going to argue with him about being just a tad overprotective.

He wasn't about to want to be beaten by spoon...or worse....wand.

He watched Jake to see what kind of reaction they were to get from the older man from each of their arguments. It seemed however that the man wasn't sure what to say, he himself going quiet until Selina was finally finished with her speech. And then it was almost a back peddle to combat the surprise he had gotten by his daughter's accusation of mistrust. Selina had guts but obviously knew when to use the guilt card. The prefect himself stayed quiet, unsure of what role he played at the time.

Selina had to resist the urge to pet her boyfriend on the head when he fell silent. There were two things that were stopping her: one, now was not the time or place to test her father when he was already very angry at his visit and two, she could not exactly reach his head without some struggle. So she opted to remind herself to thank him later for being silent in that moment. Selina knew how to twist her father's arm until he relented- she had been doing it since she barely knew how to talk. In this particular instance, it was only a matter of time before he marched off with a huff to his study and left the teenagers alone. Personally, she would have preferred that her father not be home at all, not because they were going to do anything bad, but because now Gideon was going to be paranoid his entire visit.

"Well," she snapped, "I don't need you to help me! I may be sixteen years old, but you raised me better than to assume what you are assuming." Selina was not stupid. She understood the implications of what her father was saying in the most underhanded manner. And she was a little offended that he would jump to such conclusions. It was just another example of how much her father did not know Gideon. He was more respectful to Selina, except when they were in one of their tickle wars, then anyone she had ever met. He was a really nice guy, she just wished her father would take his head out of his bum and see that.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she added, "You need to trust me when I tell you that we aren't lying to you." Besides, everyone knew that Selina was an awful liar. She would not have been able to lie to her father if she had not been telling the truth.

The boy remained quiet, which he had to admit was probably a smart move on his end, however his daughter had the quite the mouth on herself. She knew exactly how to back her dear old father into a wall and now he could not say anything without running the risk of looking like an unreasonable jerk who did not trust his daughter. It was not that he did not trust Selina, it was that he did not trust the situation. In his eyes, Selina would forever be the little redheaded four year old whose auburn curls bounced behind her as she ran down the pitch with a cookie in hand. The whole idea of her having a boyfriend was not something that he was comfortable with. In his mind, the only male who should love her in her life should be her Daddy and this boy had somehow swooped in and took his place.

Jake was many things, but he was not dumb. Before he had left for summer training he got glimpses of the bracelet that his daughter never took off. And he did not need to know what it said to know what it meant to his sixteen year old daughter. Her having a boyfriend did not sit well in his stomach and that was why he was reacting the way he was- he just didn't like the idea of her getting older.

He sighed, "I do trust you, Selina. I just don't trust the situation..." And now he was folding like he always knew he would eventually do, "BUT.... if you say nothing was going on, then I believe you." Now the room was filled to the brim with an awkward aura. Jake did not exactly trust leaving two teenagers alone, much less one that was of age, but he could not exactly stand there anymore. "I'm going to head back to the kitchen and finish making myself breakfast. I don't care what you guys do today, just keep the doors open."

...so maybe he didn't exactly trust them all that much. But he did enough that he collected his things and returned to the kitchen.

Gideon did his best to simply stand off to the side of the room and quietly watch the interaction between father and daughter. This was Selina's battle it seemed and he knew better then to step in and try to fight it. She had made that very clear after he took the bludger meant for her at their first match and got seriously hurt because of it. If she hadn't been worried for his health or guilty for his injuries because of him, no doubt the feisty, sometimes tempermental redhead would have only made him worse off as pay back for trying to protect her.

Trying to do what her father was in fact admitting to at the moment. Though perhaps more protection of her emotions and such then the physicality of a bludger.

He couldn't help but let out the breathe that he hadn't even known he had been holding when Jake finally backed down for the moment and returned to the kitchen. Right...that was where the man would be and where they should probably stay away from for the time being. "That...was close," he remarked quietly looking down at his shoes absently as he tried to think of the best way to return to their calm and playful behavior before the interruption. The teasing jest of their ticklish fighting had been broken and drowned out by the tension just now starting to escape the tight room.

The redhead was a little shocked that her father had backed down as quickly as he had. Whatever thoughts were racing around in his mind, she was rather glad that he had decided to somewhat trust her and leave her to spend time with her visitor. Summer was always a stressful time when it came to seeing friends because family was so overbearing because they missed their children, so the time that she got to spend with Gideon she was going to take full advantage of. It had been a few weeks into summer already and she had not even seen him once. Letters helped somewhat bridge the gap between their meetings, but there was nothing like getting to spend actual time with the person you cared about. And Selina's father had put a large, gaping hole in the middle of his visit because her father had wrongly assumed something.

The redhead could tell that her boyfriend was still a little tense with the whole situation because of the audible breath that he let loose. And she had rather been enjoying the carefree Gideon that swept her off her feet with his visit and challenged her with a tickle fight. Alas, her father had come in and ran right over that Gideon and all of the joy in the room. "Close for what? We weren't doing anything," she laughed sticking her tongue out at him.

Looking around the foyer, she turned to Gideon with a small smile and asked, "You wanna get out of the front hall? I'm not particularly keen on being anywhere near the kitchen right now." They could go hang out in any room of the house, just as long as her father was very far away. Now that she was actually spending time with Gideon she would rather not have her father come storming in again and throwing out lunatic accusations.

Gideon looked up as Selina broke the silence and interrupted his wandering mind with a tease. "Funny...I do know that," he remarked making a face at her laughter and sticking her tongue out at him. The prefect was almost tempted to pretend to bite at it or kiss and silence her however now and here was not the place for that. Jake was likely still too close for comfort.

Okay so he really needed to relax. Nothing to worry about when being innocent in the matter. Gideon absently followed her gaze as she looked around the foyer, finally looking back at her and managing a weak smile of his own.

"Aye...that might be a good idea," he replied agreeing with her suggestion. There was just too much emotion wrapped up in the simple entryway at the moment, plus her father knew right where to find them. "How about somewhere outside..." Gideon offered. That way they had some privacy but they couldn't be accused of hiding in one of the rooms of the vast house even with the door open as requested by the master of the house. Plus it was a nice summer day anyway so spending it out-of-doors seemed like a nice idea in the long run.

"Oh do you now?" Selina chuckled. She was silently thankful that her little jest had somewhat snapped Gideon out of his quiet, nervous behavior. There was nothing he had to worry about with her father because she knew that they were innocent. All of his worry was derived from the unknown fear of how her father would react and now that he had retreated to the kitchen they could carry on with his visit. Hopefully, her father would spend his whole day up his study or in the kitchen. She was really not in the mood for anymore stupid accusations.

His weak smile was progress though. At least he was trying to move forward and if her little jokes did not help she would just resort to tickling the back of his neck again. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy having this new little weak spot of his. The playing field was almost even now- his height and strength did typically tip the scale in his favor.

The suggestion of heading outside was a rather good one. Her father would most likely leave them alone if they went outside. There was very little they could outside, so she supposed that outside was a good plan. Nodding in agreement, she said, "Yeah, come on- lets go outside."

She grabbed his hand and headed out the front door to walk around to the back of the house. If they were going to go to any place outside, Selina was going to take him to her mother's garden. There were hedges all around the garden so Gideon felt less awkward about having her father pop in. Also, it was the prettiest part of their house.

He raised an eyebrow at her question but said nothing more, letting the laughter fill the space between them and bringing back a better mood. It was amusing and Gideon wasn't about to ruin it by saying something more especially seeing as they were just coming around to be back in their cool, calm and collected selves. Selina perhaps better then him but he was breathing and strengthening his smile and everything was on the upside.

Right...outside.

Gideon let her take his hand and the lead since it was her home and he the guest and it wasn't like he had any clue as to the layout of the house and grounds. He walked, obediantly following alongside his girlfriend until they came to a nice proper English garden with hedges around it. Their apparent destination seeing as Selina had stopped right at the entrance of the garden-room. "Aye...this is nice," he mused still holding her hand and walking a few more steps inside leading her before turning back around to face her.

Once they made their way to the small, secluded garden Selina noticed that she was still holding Gideon's hand. She contemplated letting it go, but decided that her father was no where in sight, so they were not in fear of being interrupted. Besides, Gideon was her boyfriend and if she wanted to hold his hand she was going to bloody hold his hand. It also helped Selina's confidence that she knew her father was not going to be checking on them outside. So she kept holding his hand!

She smiled at him, "This is nice." She wasn't sure if they were talking about the intimacy or the garden, but both were quite nice. Wriggling her fingers that were still laced around his, she laughed, "So you having a nice visit so far?" Honestly, everything had been going just find until her father showed up. Then everything went downhill very fast, but she was hoping that the garden would cultivate a more carefree environment.