Heath groaned, rolling his eyes and then sitting up a little, so that there was space on the couch behind him for Gideon. It put him in the middle of Merton and Gideon, which, Heath suddenly thought, was a position he hadn't really ever appreciated this much.
He jerked his head toward the space so Gideon would get a fucking clue. "Fine," He said with a roll of his eyes. "I was a fucking moron. I get it."