**Quinn's POV**

"Your hands are really cold," said Grayson as he grabbed my hands after he stopped jumping up and down.

"Because the weather is cold and I'm... a little nervous."

The happy expression on Grayson's face immediately changed to a worried one. "Quinn, I really don't mind if we don't have to stay there. We can sleep at a hotel and go to my parents' house tomorrow morning."

I shook my head slowly and rubbed Grayson's thumb gently. "It's okay. Besides, think of it as a reunion. You ...