CHAPTER 59
Skye's POV
“Oh my God— it's—it's Ethan—”
“Shhh!” Thorne's hand clamped over my mouth before I could make another sound. His body went rigid against mine‚ every muscle locking up at once‚ and he pressed me deeper into the shadow of the wall where the porch light didn't reach. I could feel his heart slamming against my chest. Or maybe that was mine. I couldn't tell anymore.
I couldn't breathe. I literally could not pull air into my lungs because my brother was twenty feet away from us and Thorne was still buried inside me and I could feel him leaking down my inner thigh and if Ethan turned his head even slightly to the left he would see us. He would see everything. And whatever fragile‚ broken thing was left of my family would be destroyed completely.
Thorne pulled out of me
