Crossing the Line

Gio

Last night had been rough. Each day that passed, having to see Bianca with Felix was that much worse than the last. It made Gio wonder how much longer he could take being here. But then they'd have another one of their moments, and the more urgent question became how in the hell would he ever bring himself to leave? He couldn't decide which was worse: having to see her with Felix or never seeing her again—at least only as often as he ever saw Felix, which, if he wasn't training him, was only every six months or so.

Felix had left early that morning. Gio hadn't even been up when he left, and if he had been, he would've pretended not to be. Felix would be gone for almost two days. The last thing Gio wanted was to witness their long goodbye.

After taking a shower, he called his mom to check in. She'd asked him to call at least once a day, so he figured he'd get it out of the way now. Then he called Jack. The night of Noah's dinner, Jack had discreetly asked him to call him when he