Chapter 35
And when Skylar reluctantly tells Quinn the reason it had all began that night, Quinn’s blood turns cold.
“Because you were out late,” he whispers softly, horrified, “with me?”
Skylar just nods. “He wasn’t supposed to be home so early, he usually didn’t get off work until eight or nine. But he was home when I got there, and I didn’t have permission to leave the house when he was gone.” Quinn cringes. “I only found out once I was with you that he had been let go from his job that day. The rest was just fuel to the fire, I guess.
“Jesus. Skylar I’m so sorry.”
Skylar shakes his head. “I’m not looking for an apology Quinn. You saved my life that night.”
“It truly was the worst night of my life.” Quinn takes a shuddering breath. “I have never been more scared. I thought you were dead Skylar, I really did.”
Skylar’s eyes fill with tears. “I’m so—”