Gray’s POV

I slide into the backseat of Glen’s large SUV, relishing in the sensation of the cool air blowing against my skin from the air vents on the back of the center console. The summer heat in Los Angeles is no joke, and something I can’t stand.

A soft sigh escapes my lips as my head falls back against the headrest. My eyes gaze across Remi’s apartment building as we leave the back of the building and slide onto the street, merging in with the traffic ...