“Fancy,” Lorne said as we pulled up to the entrance of the gated community where Gavin lived.
“Wait until you see his house,” I replied, before I told the security guard at the gate that we were here to see Gavin. He checked then let us in. For a moment I wasn’t certain I could find Gavin’s place, coming in the legitimate way. I did though, parking in front.
The door opened as we walked onto the porch, and Gavin ushered us inside. “I made coffee, and I have beer,” he told us once we were seated in the living room. He couldn’t seem to take his gaze off Lorne. “You…I’d know you were his brother, even if no one told me,” he said. He looked forlorn. Not surprising if what he had told me about loving Kyler was the truth—and I was beginning to think it was.
“We look a lot alike. Looked…” Lorn
