“You just never know when to stop, do you, Jonah? You promised me you wouldn’t say a word, and yet, the first chance you had to get lucky in there again, you grabbed it. With both hands, I’ll bet.”
“It wasn’t—”
“I don’t want to hear excuses. The smell of both of you is all over the room. Were you just not going to tell us what you did?” He growled when Jonah glanced at Jesse. “Don’t look for help. He’s not going to give it to you.”
Jesse could tell that Gideon was annoyed—with good reason—but he didn’t see any telltale signs of genuine anger. But Jonah and David didn’t know Gideon as well. All they saw was an upset vampire. Jesse felt slightly sorry for them.
“He’s not a stupid kid,” Jesse said mildly. “I’m sure you can think of a way to help him learn about appropriate boundaries.”
“Well, someone has to, that’s for sure.” Gideon looked to David. “Since he dragged you into this mess, do you have any suggestions on how we can teach him his place?”