Chapter 7When Jesse woke up, he felt normal. Sore. A little tired. Maybe even a bit weak because Gideon took his promise of celebration very seriously, but normal. Like he hadn’t felt in months. And the normal feeling stuck with him, all the way to the shower, where he was faced with the concrete evidence that in many ways, he’d never be back to normal again. Still, even the scars couldn’t completely ruin his mood.
Gideon was still asleep when Jesse stepped out of the bathroom, a towel hitched around his hips. He stirred a bit as the steam rushed out of the open door, carrying with it the smell of soap and Jesse’s skin, but then he turned over on his stomach and settled again. It would be so easy to toss aside his towel and crawl back into bed with him. Gideon had promised him all day. Je
