C62 ICE SIXTY-TWO: ROOFTOP.

THANE’S POV:

Harper threw herself at me and Madison walked in at the worst possible moment.

“Let her go,” Harper’s voice slithered out behind me, but I barely heard it over the sound of my own pulse hammering in my ears. The look on her face would haunt me forever. She'd bolted without letting me explain.

Harper leaned in again, her mouth grazing my collar