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17 Comfort Food

**Quinn's POV**

"Are you up now?"

I opened my eyes because I smelled something delicious. And instead of food, the first thing I saw was Grayson standing at the door with his apron on.

"Oh no, what time is it?" I hurriedly looked for my phone because I realized from the direction of the sun shining on my hand, it was coming from the west.

"I granted you permission to take off today.”

I blinked my eyes a few times in disbelief. I mean, I had no idea that Grayson wanted to deal with such ...

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