I let out a faint laugh. Alex wasn’t the type to call just to chat for no reason—he was probably just making sure I hadn’t keeled over. Typical him.

Lifting my wrist, I kissed the tiny bell hanging from it. "Ashton, your friend is still watching out for me. Even now."

By the evening, Miles arrived at my office to pick me up. Standing in the golden light of sunset, he looked almost unreal, his entire figure glowing as if he’d stepped out of a movie. Passersby ...