Chapter Twenty Nine

GAVIN

I half sat on the couch head resting back on the cushions.

I was waiting for the food. Or at least that was the excuse.

Truth was, I was clinging to any reason at my disposal to not go back into that room just yet. The silence behind that door was deceptive. Peaceful, maybe, to someone else. But I knew better.

Lara was in there.

And Lara—drunk Lara—was currently a full-blown threat to my pat