#Chapter 149: Wrong Number

Did I push the wrong name on the contact list? Or had I subconsciously gone for the person I knew would provide me the most comfort? I should have called Cynthia or Hugo, but I didn’t. My heart made the choice for me. “I’m sorry to bother you, Miles…” “It’s not bother. You can always call me whenever you want, you know that. I’m just surprised.” “Me, too, honestly.” I laugh a little, though it doesn’t last. “Is something wrong?” Miles asks. “It’s nothing serious,” I tell him at once, to ebb some of the worry I hear in his voice. “Something happened at work today.” “You want to talk about it,” he said, a statement, not a question. “I’m ready to listen.” Miles’s voice instantly puts me more at ease than it has any right to. I don’t know what it is about him, but my body’s natural reaction around him is to relax first, ask questions never. It’s such a stark contrast to how I feel when I’m around Hugo. Not that I’m uncomfortable around Hugo, but with him, I have to put in