Apparently, he’d been biding his time, waiting for the right opportunity. The one Gideon had dropped into when he’d leapt back into the alley.
For a brief moment, Gideon considered it. His actions with Jess weren’t out of character, just not the character he tried to present to the outside world, and certainly not the one he’d presented to his best friend. He liked his partners pliant and pleading; the more they begged, the harder Gideon got. But he didn’t want to see Jess plead. He liked the man who shared his office; he respected him for his intelligence and his dry humor and the way he was willing to do whatever it took to get a job done. He honestly didn’t know how Jess expected the two versions of himself to reconcile, and given the choice, there was no doubt which Gideon preferred.
Jess was his best friend. Gideon was going to make sure it stayed like that.