I looked down at what I was sketching. There was Aly, laughing in the ocean spray. I knew what was happening off the page. I was splashing her, a wide smile on my face as we played in the water, laughing like children. I gently touched her face on the page. She'd given me my innocence back, in a way, and I'd protect hers with everything I had. God, maybe I was worthy of her, or at least maybe I could be.

Aly

"Is there any new business?"

My heart was thumping in my chest, but I raised my hand. Evelyn looked at me, her expression confused.

"Aly?"

"I have...