Chapter Nineteen
Blade’s POV
My blood felt like pure fire. Every instinct screamed at me to ignore the door, to rip Skyler’s jeans the rest of the way down, and to lose myself inside her. But the word Housekeeping echoing through the cheap wood did not make any sense.
It was way past midnight. No cheap motel on this rundown highway ran a night cleaning crew.
The heavy fog of lust snapped off instantly. Years of survival training took over. I grabbed Skyler by the waist, lifting her silently away from the door and pulling her back into the shadows of the room. I pressed one finger to her swollen lips, locking my eyes hard onto hers. She was still shaking, her cheeks flushed, but the dazed heat in her eyes vanished immediately. The vulnerable girl from a second ago was gone. In her place
