**Quinn's POV**

I was about to chase after Grayson, but Dylan held my hand. “How about it? Now you realize you actually like him?”

I widened my eyes. I mean, how did he know? It’s not that I wasn’t aware of my own feelings, I just tried to suppress them so they wouldn’t weaken me.

“I know you like Grayson, Quinn. Your eyes can’t lie,” he said again.

“Know-it-all,” I retorted. Anyway, I didn’t want Dylan to know how I felt about the man who’d been driving me crazy for ...