Chapter Twenty Six

GAVIN

“Can I ask you something personal?” Vivian asked, setting her empty glass down gently on the bar.

I leaned back a little, trying not to seem guarded. “Go ahead.”

Her gaze flicked toward me like she was already measuring the weight of my answer.

“Lara. Are you two… involved?”

It came out of nowhere. It made me pause for a good few seconds.

What did was the way she asked it. Soft, precise, but