Chapter Seventy Seven

LARA

The elevator doors had barely slid shut before Gavin’s mouth was on mine again. It was rushed. Desperate.

I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, my hands slipping. He backed me into the wall of the elevator and pressing into every inch of me like he couldn’t get close enough.

Too many goddamn layers in between and not enough patience in either of us.

By the time the elevator pinged open at