Chapter 153

The streetlight still hadn't changed, so I peered around me to see if anyone was watching me. The boys on bikes, whom I'd probably scarred for life, had long gone. No one seemed to be stalking me, so I checked my night finger. All good. It looked completely normal. I guessed that meant I had to be wearing the ring for it to do its magic.

By the time I rolled up to Sunray's, I was still shaken.

Boxy did a double take when he saw me limping toward the garage. "Vic, you look like you just went two rounds with a ghost on a rickety ladder. Isabella filled me in, but she didn't say you were hurt. Are you all right? Did you get my messages? I've been calling and calling."

I opened my mouth to answer, but the sound of a charging bull filtered from the waiting area. The door burst open. Nope, not a bull, but Professor Studmuffin Salvitore III flying toward my face.

Lucky for me, Boxy quickly pushed a chair behind me to catch me and my little face-hugger.