There's danger in the beauty... Two years, six months, and twenty-five days. That's how long it had been since I'd seen my winged hero- not that I'd been counting. I'd suffered through years of counseling just to convince my friends and family that I wasn't crazy and knew he didn't exist. But he did. And I was done waiting. Days after college graduation I headed back down to New Orleans to retrace my steps and find Owen again only to find my life...