Chapter 32
Skye’s POV
"Must there be a reason for everything‚ Skye?"
"But—"
"Relax‚ Skye."
He walked past me toward the living room without answering. I sat there at the dining table for a few seconds‚ completely thrown off balance‚ before I got up and followed him because apparently that's all I did now. Follow him around like a confused‚ overfed puppy.
His living room was massive. A huge L-shaped sectional couch in dark grey facing a wall-mounted TV that was bigger than my entire kitchen. Floor-to-ceiling windows on one side showing the city skyline glittering in the dark. He grabbed a remote off the coffee table and dropped onto the couch and stretched his long legs out and looked at me standing there in the doorway like I was lost.
"Sit down‚" he said.
"I don't understand what'
