Chapter Fifteen

GAVIN

Lara stepped in, composed as always, dressed in navy and black, her hair twisted back like she’d calculated the strands. I looked up from my screen, and like a switch being flipped, last night came back to me.

The silence in the car.

The way she looked out the window when she said goodnight.

I cleared my throat, a sharp, deliberate sound to snap myself out of it. I straightened in my seat an