Gwen positioned herself on the couch of her apartment while Finn was asleep in his crib. The sounds of a children’s show playing on the television as she became lost in her thoughts, Gwen became lost in thinking of just what it was she was going to do about Deacon. The truth of the matter was that she missed his touch, and allowing herself to give into her lust had allowed a blush to fall over her cheeks when thinking of him. But then she couldn’t help but think of Owen and all he had done for her. Sure, he had hurt her verbally and even knocked her down a few pegs in making her think she was on a pedestal-but that was no different that Deacon. If anything, Owen had been more direct about it. That being said, the pain that she felt in having betrayed Owen showed in her gaze, as well as the
