Chapter 23
They had been back for over twelve hours, but Gideon had yet to sleep. He had tried, using it as a prime excuse to escape Michelle’s death glares, but not even the warm weight of Jesse spooning into him or Emma’s soft snores as she nuzzled against Jesse’s chest were enough to help him drift off.
It was just as well. He didn’t think he could ever get enough of watching the two of them together.
Jesse’s sleep was the calmest it had been in months. No restlessness, no dreams, not even a hard-on to betray more illicit thoughts. And with Jesse at peace, Emma was even more so. From the beginning, she had been the first and best mirror of his lover’s emotions. If she was good, all was well with the world.
Finally.
He hadn’t pressed for details about what had happened with Marcu
