Chapter 19 Avery
- AVERY
- “Back that up, and start again.” Davina stutters, dropping the spoon, turning away from the stove, to grab a wine glass and the open bottle.
- “I want you to set me up on a date.” I drop my bag and coat on the dining room chair, making my way to kitchen. Davina hands me the glass, filled with a dark liquid, my butt resting against the counter, while I gulp down the dry red.