Chapter 1

Avery’s pov 

I heard the knock hit the front door in the middle of the afternoon and I already knew it was Miles because I told him to bring a toolbox and not flowers after he wrecked the porch rail at last weekend’s mixer. Leni peeled her hand off the back of my neck long enough to go open it and I stayed in the living room so I could watch his face when he stepped into a house that was too quiet without the rest of the chapter yelling down the stairs on their way to formal across campus. He had the toolbox in one hand and...