Chapter 21
Jesse straddled the kitchen chair, his arms resting on either side of the tall back, his hands cradling a cup of steaming tea. Gideon was still in bed, and Jesse would still be with him except for a parched, scratchy throat. Only the promise of tea could pull him from Gideon’s side, but he intended to return as soon as he finished his drink. He swallowed a few painkillers with it, the steady ache in his throat and back intensifying from a low throb to something more distracting.
Not that Jesse was going to complain about that. He loved waking up stiff and sore with a thousand reminders of everything Gideon did to him, of everything they did together. Even so, he’d need to take it easy for a while. But they both deserved a vacation.
Jesse frowned thoughtfully. But if they both
