**Quinn's POV**

The hot night had passed. Leaving behind aching bodies and full hearts.

And now, there was something I had to worry about. How I could cook a delicious breakfast for a famous and experienced chef who was also my future mother-in-law.

Triple kill. Yes, I know. But I won't give up.

With Grayson's help, I'm sure I can do it well.

"Quinny, you won't fall if I leave you to get the meat from the fridge? Are your legs strong enough?"

I immediately raised my knife and pointed it at ...