Was it so bad, what he was suggesting? Jess was right; he wanted it or, at least, he thought he wanted it. And Gideon craved the freedom to touch Jess the way he dreamed about, without fear of recrimination. The drawback rested in the possibility of dissension later on. Gideon had enough exes he’d been forced to walk away from. He didn’t want to add Jesse to that list.
He leaned back in his chair, sprawling his legs out in front of him. It gave Jess a clear view of the bulge in Gideon’s crotch, though at the moment, Jess seemed too intent on his face to notice.
“All right,” Gideon said. “Convince me.”