My online boyfriend was sweet—until I met him in person: my best friend’s sharp-tongued cousin Jace. I blocked him. He chased me to the pool, arcade, and racetrack. Then my ex, Daniel, returned with a stable career, a house, and a plan to win me back. One is mature and reliable; the other is 19, clingy, and cries. Jace kissed me in truth or dare and claimed me publicly. Daniel offered a future. Jace offered himself, changed. I chose the boy who grew up for me.
