Chapter 9
Once Jesse found Gideon, he headed directly for the exit. His chest felt tight, like a vise was squeezing his torso. His head throbbed. His throat and eyes were scratchy. Jesse didn’t know if he was more hurt than humiliated, but he felt like he could happily crawl under a rock and hide from the world until he died.
Jesse took a deep breath as soon as they were outside the club, but it didn’t help. The force of his anger propelled him forward, but it wasn’t enough to carry him all the way to Gideon’s car. He stumbled and slowed in the middle of the parking lot, finally coming to a stop when he realized he didn’t know where they were. Looking up, he met Gideon’s eyes helplessly.
“I don’t know where we parked.”
With his features shadowed and inscrutable, Gideon reached for Jess
