When she walked out the door, Graham was standing in the shadow of the house, his arms folded across his chest. If she hadn't been looking for him, she probably wouldn't have seen ...
Mason POV “Mr. Richardson.” I heard my last name being called as we were leaving Emma’s room. I turned around to see our gym teacher, Mr. Rodriguez. He was looking at Emma and Haze...
Once Cassandra set foot on the dance floor, she wasn't short of partners. Young men pushed one another and argued over who would have the next dance. At first, it was more than evi...