Chapter 8More than once over the past six weeks, Gideon had wondered if he would ever sleep again. Just find Jesse. That had been his directive. Find Jesse, take him home, and everything would fall into place from there.
He should have known that wouldn’t be the case. Life was never as simple as he wanted it to be.
Two rounds of touching and kissing and f*****g and kissing some more had finally drained the last bit of adrenaline from Jesse’s body, exhausting him enough to allow him to fall asleep. It wasn’t a deep rest. Gideon suspected if he moved even the slightest, those long lashes would part and the brilliant blue eyes he had never thought to see again would gaze up at him. Jesse would look at him like he always had, like Gideon had all the answers, like everything would be better n
