C23 ICE TWENTY-THREE: FEELING ALIVE.
THANE'S POV:
Why was I getting ready for this concert?
The question ricocheted around my skull while I tugged the baseball cap lower over the purple bump Madison had gifted me this morning.
I was downstairs, dressed and standing there like I’d actually agreed to this. I didn’t even know what I was thinking… if I was thinking at all. Somehow, a woman with terrible reflexes had talked me into it
