Avery’s POV
Gideon’s presence filled the doorway.
His face was in shadow. Everything about him emanated disapproval.
Slowly, he stalked down the aisle.
Jessica sobbed on the floor, doing a very good job of looking injured and pathetic. I looked down at her with disdain. Gideon might be fooled by her ‘poor me’ wounded bird act, but I knew what she was.
Jessica’s friends shrank away, hoping to avoid Gideon’s wrath.
I was not going to hide. Gideon wouldn’t respect it if I ran away from what I’d done.
I also had acted righteously.
Getting in a cat fight with Jessica hadn’t been my intention, but she had attacked me first, and I wasn’t ashamed of fighting back.
At least, those were the brave thoughts I told myself as Gideon advanced on me. It was hard not to flinch back from tha
