Grace's POV

  

  

   I should have said no when Alex told me his two best friends were coming over. But I did not. Instead, I agreed to “hang out” because Alex had some night shift at work, and his friends were already on the way.

  

  

   Now it was just me, sitting cross-legged on the couch, between two guys who were not my boyfriend but were his closest friends.

  

  

   Ryan was on my left. Lean, tanned skin, messy hair that always looked like he just rolled out of bed. He had a cocky grin whenever he spoke.

  

  

   Ethan was on my right. Taller, quieter, darker eyes that lingered a little too long....