Chapter 9
Skye's POV
I followed him to his private elevator‚ the same one from two days ago‚ and my body recognized it before my brain did. My skin prickled. My pulse spiked. My thighs pressed together on instinct‚ and I hated myself for it because this metal box held memories that still made me burn with shame every time I closed my eyes.
Thorne stood on the opposite side‚ his back against the wall‚ his arms folded across his chest. He hadn't said a word since we left the break room. He just stared at me with those freezing blue eyes that somehow managed to burn me at the same time.
I couldn't take it anymore.
"Are you going to say something or are you just going to stand there staring at me like I committed a crime?" I asked‚ and I meant for it to come out strong and unbothered‚ but
