Davian wanted to check in on Lake but he didn't want to disrupt his sleep so he just contentedly held him close the entire drive.
If it were anyone else, the fact that they started to get desperate would spark suspicion but it was different because it was Lake.
Davian had never seen that torn expression on his face before and he never wanted to see it again.
He knew why Clint and Isabella had done what they did, and he really didn't care about whatever shenanigans they got up to, but he did care a lot when it involved Lake.
Davian hadn't considered their ridiculous claims for even a moment, he had just been caught off guard, of all the scenes he had expected to stumble onto…
It was late in the evening, and it had gotten colder, Lake shivering against him as he stepped out of the car.
He didn't spend long outside, quickly striding into the mansion. He beelined to Lake's room, gently placing Lake on the bed so he could make sure he was okay.