Chapter 161Thorne’s POVHer back hit the glass and the city yawned open beneath us‚ forty-two stories of glittering nothing‚ and through the lower windows the warm glow of the ballroom pulsed with the distant silhouettes of people dancing who had no idea their CEO was on the rooftop losing his mind.Skye's hands went to my belt. Fast‚ angry‚ her fingers yanking the leather through the buckle with the kind of urgency that came from rage‚ not romance‚ and the metal scraped against my hip as she worked it open and shoved my pants down just enough."This doesn't fix anything‚" she said‚ but her hands were pulling me closer even as the words came out."I know that too."My hands found the hem of her gold dress and shoved it up‚ gathering handfuls of silk and pushing it up her thighs until it was bunched around her waist and her legs were bare against the glass railing and the night air. I hooked my fingers into the lace at her hips and pulled and the fabric gave way with a sound that made
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