Chapter Ten
Jack wondered if he was dreaming. He must've fallen asleep at his kitchen table and was having a fever dream. There was no possible way that Gwen Parker was at his door, telling him what he thought he'd never hear.
But then he realized that it was misting outside, and Gwen was starting to shiver. He hustled her inside and grabbed one of the two blankets from his bed, wrapping it around her shoulders.
"Are you drunk?" he snapped.
Gwen blinked. "No."
"Are you high?"
"Um, also no."
"Then why the hell are you here?" He knew he sounded like a d**k. But he wasn't capable of lowering his voice right now.
"I mean, if you want me to leave, I will. I don't want to bother you—"
Jack acted on instinct. Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her. She made a little yelp of surprise, b
