Some people were stress eaters. Gideon was a stress eater, which, honestly, was a bit frightening. Jesse, on the other hand, had always turned to shopping when he needed an outlet and s*x wasn’t an option. Somehow, acquiring a bunch of stuff he didn’t need and may never use always improved his mood. The more frivolous, the better. He didn’t want to get something home and realize that he needed it all along, and he was totally justified in purchasing it.
Gideon had a stash of money in his office that Jesse was always welcome to, and he helped himself to it without regret. He stuffed his wallet with bills, mentally compiling a list of stores he needed to hit. It would take all afternoon, and a good portion of the evening. But Gideon wasn’t going to be home until late, and what else did he h
