Chapter 117

Harper

Declan tossed his empty cup onto the table and leaned back in the chair again, head tipped against the wall. He looked exhausted, but not the kind sleep could fix.

Gavin stood, stretched his shoulders once, then checked the bolt on the door again like it might have undone itself in the last five minutes.

It hadn’t.

He moved to the window, cupping a hand around his face to peer out. “Sti