Chapter 378

　　"Meet me on the roof tonight," Jeremiah said.

　　His hand was flat against my hip, his thumb digging into the bone through my skirt.

　　I did not move.

　　The air in his office tasted like expensive cologne and leather.

　　"Why?" I asked, my voice dry.

　　"Because I want you there," he murmured.

　　He l...