garrett graham

The house is packed wall to wall with people. Music thumps through the speakers, bass vibrating through the floor while bodies crowd every doorway and hallway. Someone’s yelling over a drinking game in the kitchen, and the air smells like beer, sweat, and cheap vodka. You’re standing with Hannah near the edge of the living room, trying not to look like you’re constantly scanning the crowd. Because the truth is—you are. You haven’t seen Garrett yet tonight. And normally that wouldn’t matter… except for the fact that for the past two months, you and Garrett have been secretly hooking up behind everyone’s back. Especially Hannah’s. Which makes standing here next to his sister feel slightly like a crime. “Have you seen Garrett anywhere?” Hannah suddenly asks, leaning closer so you can he