Chapter 9There was something wrong with Vicky, but Gavin was hesitant to pry it out of her. Since that morning when he’d had to cancel on breakfast to speak to Finneus she’d seemed off, but her mood had only worsened as the day had gone on. And it wasn’t that she was angry — anger he could deal with. Between his time spent serving in the military and the flaring tempers of his lionesses, Gavin had become skilled at dealing with rage. But Vicky was feeling something different, something that felt a lot like sorrow and guilt, and it troubled Gavin more than anger ever could.
They spent the day curled up in bed, watching movies on his laptop. Gavin spent the time cherishing each one of her soft curves and indulging in the scent of her shampoo. Vicky’s body was a treat, and he was as happy to
