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Sitting in Mr. Adams Calculus class normally would’ve put me to sleep, but not today. Not when I was back home where I belonged surrounded by the people who cared about me. The hour drive to school sucked, and so did waking up at five to get on the road by five forty-five, but it was all worth it to be back in Coopersville.
I needed normal back in my life.
“Grace?” Mr. Adams called as I gathered my things from my desk at the bell. “A word?”
I swung my backpack onto my back, and, as the rest of my class filed out the door, I approached his desk.
“I just wanted to ask how you’re doing,” he explained.
I tried spinning the ring on my finger that still wasn’t there. “I’m okay. Glad to be back,” I said, omitting the fact that I wasn’t actually back in Coopersville since living in another town wasn’t allowed.
“Well, please know we’re all here for you,” he said.
I nodded. “I know. Thank you.”
* * *
“So?” Holly asked as she braided her blonde hair.
“So, what?” I replied from across the lunch table.
“Tell us about living in that mansion,” Laney, our raven-haired counterpart, added from beside me.
“It’s big,” I explained. “But I live in the basement.”
“Now a prince can come to rescue you,” Laney said.
“Not inthisfairy tale,” I said.
“There are three guys living there,” Holly added. “So, you never know.”
“Not likely. The only nice one is a sophomore.”
“Fresh meat,” Laney said with intrigued eyes. She’d never been one to shy away from the younger guys, while Holly and I always fell for the older ones.
I laughed. “Oh, Sawyer’s good-looking. All three Graysons are. But from what he tells me—and from what I’ve seen, the older ones are a little twisted.”
“Seriously?” Holly asked, all wide-eyed and intrigued. “You didn’t tell me that.”
I nodded as I sipped my drink.
“Twisted how?” Laney asked.
I shrugged, not mentioning the notes Seren had been leaving for me. “Both Sawyer and my mom warned me to stay away from them. So, there’s got to be something to it.”
“Why are we just learning thisnow?” Holly asked. “Your mom’s worked there your whole life.”
“She kept that part of her life separate from mine.”
“Oh my friggin’ Lord,” Laney said. She held up her phone, displaying a photo of the Grayson boys in their football uniforms with black paint under their eyes.
“Holy hotness,” Holly said.
“You need to introduce us,” Laney demanded.
I stared at the photo. There was no doubt they were good-looking guys. But even in the picture, it was clear that both Seren and Saint hid something behind their vacant green eyes. Sawyer was the only one who smiled and seemed to mean it.
“Which one’s the young one?” Laney asked.
