Chapter 18

But it didn’t come down to a hunt through the house. Dominique was waiting for him in his office, sitting in the chair behind the desk like she owned the place. She idly flipped through a book, but Jesse could tell she wasn’t really reading it. Her hair was damp, but Jesse decided it was best if he just ignored that small detail.

“You two staying for dinner?” Jesse greeted.

Her face brightened when she looked up, and a smile more hesitant than usual curved her mouth. “If we haven’t burned our invite, we’d love to.”

“I have the feeling Gideon is going to be cooking tonight.” Jesse didn’t tell her to move. Instead he settled in the chair at the side of the desk, his legs stretched out in front of him. “Where’s Cory?”