Chapter 940 Everyone Has Their Reasons

• Tobi turned slightly, and the clean, subtle scent on him came through even clearer to Skylar here. He’d brushed his teeth before bed, and the cool mint still lingered. Skylar felt kind of pathetic—every inch of Tobi seemed intoxicating to her.
• The weather had flipped hot overnight. This city doesn’t do spring—just jumps straight into summer. Yesterday, Skylar was still in jeans and a hoodie. By noon, the scorching heat had her ducking into the motorhome during breaks, blasting the AC, snacking on cold treats. Now all she wanted was a slab of ice-cold watermelon.
• Summer and watermelon just belong together.