Chapter 25
I sat back down at the table, interrupting their happy and boisterous conversation, suddenly feeling very out of place. My heart was mourning for the man who had lost his parents and the man I should have been comforting.
I smiled absentmindedly to the group, not even bothering to join in on whatever they were discussing, and luckily within minutes, the server arrived with our meals, giving me the distraction I needed.
"After this, we can walk the boardwalk to the beach. It's perfect weather today!" Mike mused between bites.
"We'd love to!" Berkeley cheered, answering for both her and Grant.
"That sounds great," I agreed automatically, my mind still lost in the conversation I'd had with Giorgia. Why hadn't Gavin just told me? Here I was thinking he was possessive, when act
