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.

walked away, disappearing through a crowd. A few moments later, he returned with a couple of guys by his side. "They'll help you get him

"Thank you," I breathed.

were, but they reeked of humans, as 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 say anything

large the Casino Hotel was, it took a while to reach the elevator, and even that took a while to reach the top floor. We managed to get Gavin to his suite door, which was larger than all the

I don't have a key,"

had a thumbprint lock, and I sighed in relief as I grabbed Gavin's thumb

door and ushered

to gawk and take in my surroundings. I felt underdressed even being in this room. The floors were marble, and we immediately entered a fully intact kitchen with brand new appliances that were so clean I could see my reflection in

glass coffee table, a huge marble fireplace with some pictures of Gavin's family hanging on the mantle, proving his ownership. There

large floor-to-ceiling windows that overtook the entire wall on the far side of the suite that overlooked the glorious nightlife and part of the gorgeous

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