Gavin got a suite? But why? Was he planning on using it with Rachel?

The thought made my stomach churn.

“I'll call the front desk and ask them," Luis said as he grabbed the phone behind him.

A few minutes later, he hung up and turned to me.

"Apparently Gavin Landry owns a suite," he clarified. "The very top floor."

He wrote down the room number and handed it to me.

"I might need some help getting him there," I murmured, trying to tug Gavin off the barstool, but his body was too heavy, and I doubted he could walk.

away, disappearing through a crowd. A few moments later, he returned with a couple of guys by

"Thank you," I breathed.

did Luis. I had no problems with humans; I just didn't fully trust them. I wasn't sure if they knew what we were, but if they did, they didn't

took a while to reach the top floor. We managed to get Gavin to his suite door, which was larger than all the other doors on the floor...

have a key,"

his side. I realized it had a thumbprint lock, and I sighed in relief as I grabbed Gavin's thumb and pressed it to the panel. Within seconds, the little light on the panel turned green,

and ushered the men inside the

the floor, though I didn't have time to gawk and take in my surroundings. I felt underdressed even being in this room.

a huge luxurious couch that wrapped around the living room, a couple of love seats, a bookshelf, a glass coffee

that wasn't what boggled me; what blew my mind was the large floor-to-ceiling windows that overtook the entire wall on the far side of the suite that overlooked the glorious nightlife and

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