Chapter 22

“As much fun as that would be…” Gideon said. “We did deny Emma the good stuff after the fight last night. And I need to show you just how sorry I am. I have more ways of doing that if we go home.”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Jesse tugged Gideon’s hand, gently pulling him toward the foot of the bridge. “Let’s go home.”

Gideon didn’t fight Jesse’s lead, grateful that he seemed perfectly happy holding both of their hands for the walk back to the car, rather than just Emma’s. To be safe, however, he said quietly, “I really do regret hurting you as much as we did, boy. My biggest and best job is to make sure you don’t get hurt, and I messed that up. I won’t let it happen again.”

“I know. And if it does happen again…I’ll just keep in mind that neither one of us are perfect. Even if I do have the tendency to keep you up on your pedestal.”

“He looks good up there,” Emma said.

“I look good everywhere,” Gideon countered.