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“Okay. Tell me about Dillon.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to see you smile, and I have a feeling that will do it.”

He’s not wrong.

“She’s my family. It’s been the two of us for as long as I can remember.”

“I get that. Jensen and I are the same way.” He nods at the silent man beside Dillon.

“We’ve been working on this plan for our next chapter for a while. It was going great.”

“It’ll be all right.”

“Easy for you to say. We now need to find the money for an ambulance ride, hospital bills, another car, and anything else that was broken.”

“I can help with that.”

“Why would you do that?” I ask suspiciously.

“I want to help you.”

“Why?”

He grins. “Are you always this distrustful?”

“It’s easier that way.”

“Easier?”

“Can’t get hurt.”

We’re both silent for a moment, processing my words.

Miles shares a look with Jensen before he turns back to me. “You should be released soon.”

“What about Dillon?”

“She’ll probably have to stay for a few days.”

“Is there a hotel or something nearby?”

“Kind of, but it’s in rough shape. You can stay with me. My place is right around the corner.”

“You don’t have to do that,” I protest.

He waves me off. “I don’t mind. I’ll get you settled in once you’re released and take you to dinner.”

“Are you asking me out?” I ask in disbelief.

He gives me a sheepish grin. “Yeah. What do you say?”

“Do you hit on all your patients? That’s a weird technique.”

“Nope, just you.”

“Listen, I’m flattered, but we’re just passing through. We shouldn’t get attached to each other.”