“Stay with me,” Skylar was whispering, her tears falling onto his face. “Please, just stay with me.”
Gray thought he must have died then because Skylar leaned all the way down and placed her lips on his. He wanted to move his own, to give her everything he felt, but he couldn’t.
He was trapped in his own body.
I’ll fight for you, Skylar. He made the vow, but he couldn’t move. He was vaguely aware that his body was floating. He saw Skylar curled against him, her arms clutching him tight. He also saw his own body.
Boy, he sure looked like s**t. What had happened at that meeting? Gray tried to focus on the memories, but he knew only pain was going to be found there. He retreated away from the thoughts.
What he truly wanted was to feel Skylar’s body against his own. He desperately wanted
