Chapter Sixty-Six
Skyler’s pov
I shouldn’t have been anywhere near the garage. I had only gone there to grab a spare set of keys for one of the bikes, wanting to take a long, aimless ride to clear my head. But the moment I rounded the corner, my feet froze, and my entire world stopped spinning.
Blade was standing in the shadows behind the garage, and he was not alone.
The woman with him was tall, with a kind of sharp, dangerous beauty that made me feel like an amateur. Her dark hair was loose, her leather jacket was unzipped, and the way she stood—so close, so familiar—made my stomach drop into a bottomless pit. She had her hand on his arm, her fingers lingering there with a possessive, intimate pressure that suggested she had every right to touch him like that.
I was trapped. I press
