Chapter 7 Grayce

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” I wailed, plopping down on the couch. Alex came out of the bathroom with a wand of mascara in one hand and her toothbrush in the other.

“Tell you what?”

“That you had Jaxon Tate walk my dumbass home last night,” I said. Alex squinted at me as if trying to remember, and the...