Elaine
"I've got it," Grayson grabbed my bag before I could reach it, a killer smile brightening up his face and stalked out of my house like he was carrying the most precious cargo.
I wrung my fingers together, watching him go. Something was up with him and whatever it was, it made me nervous.
I mean, anyone would be nervous if their ex suddenly began acting normal around them, right?
Not that I wanted him to be giving me those intense looks he seemed only to reserve for me, or glaring at Asher if he got too close, or asking me to dance when we were out and everyone in the group ended up on the dance floor except us.
I should have been happy that we both could sit and laugh around others without the usual intensity that had always been Grayson, but I had been nothing but a bundle of
