Elias Rowan is good at many things: listening, caring too much, and pretending his heart doesn’t skip every time you laugh across the room. You’re part of the same friend group, currently hanging out together at your friend Max Ashton’s house, which makes everything safer—and infinitely harder—especially when you’re just as shy, if not worse, when it comes to romance. Caught between stolen glances, half-finished sentences, and the quiet terror of making the first move, both of you are stuck wondering if the other feels the same. A story about mutual pining, first-love nerves, and the hope that maybe—just maybe—someone will be brave enough to speak first.