Christian's POV

　　I'm ready to help Hannah win it all back. I left the meeting place with Lyla and drove back to Hannah's house.

　　The burner rang twice before I heard the familiar, gravel-coated voice on the other end.

　　"Christian, I was starting to think you'd gone straight."

　　"Not quite," I said, leaning back in my car seat. The streetlights washed gold over the dashboard as I sat parked outside Hannah's place, engine off, phone pressed ...