“Shit, what’d I do that I walked outta that nightmare straight to you?” he murmured. “I don’t know,” I replied. “The same thing I did to drive out of mine straight to you.” Again, at my words, his big body stilled but this time it went completely still, immobile, like he wasn’t even breathing. “Though, I took a detour to the beach,” I added. And that was when I knew Lady Luck had started to like me. Because three seconds later, Ty Walker threw back his head and burst out laughing. And I got to watch.

