Chapter Eighteen
Skyler’s POV
We barely made it out of the bar before the explosion happened.
The very second the heavy exit door swung shut behind us, cutting off the noise of the crowd, Blade grabbed me. He shoved me hard against the rough brick wall of the alley, and his mouth crashed down on mine with a raw, desperate hunger. The cool night air did absolutely nothing to calm the fire rushing under my skin. His body felt like a total furnace—rock-hard, demanding, and completely overwhelming. His big hands roamed wildly down my sides before gripping my hips, pulling me tight against the heavy, hard ridge straining inside his jeans.
“f**k, Sparks,” he growled against my lips, his kisses deep and savage. “You’re going to get us both killed out here.”
I was breathless, my chest heaving
