Chapter 18
Skye's POV
He didn't speak to me for the entire ride.
Not a single word. Not a greeting‚ not even an explanation for why he had dragged me out of my house on a weeknight and shoved me into a dress that cost more than my monthly rent. He just sat there in his seat with his leg crossed over his knee and his eyes locked on me like I was something he needed to memorize before it disappeared.
I tried looking out the window. I could still feel him watching me. I tried looking at my hands in my lap. Still watching. I tried staring at the back of Philips' headrest like it was the most fascinating thing I had ever seen in my life. Still watching. Those ice blue eyes never moved‚ never blinked‚ never shifted to anything else.
The car slowed down and I turned to the window‚ grateful f
