**Quinn's POV**

"Watch your head," Grayson said. He placed his palm on top of my head as I climbed through a box-shaped hole to reach the attic.

It turned out that the place Grayson wanted to show me was the attic located on the top floor of his house. And now we were climbing the stairs, him already there and me still on my way.

"Okay, safe landing," he said with a sigh of relief.

I looked around. "You know, what we're doing right now reminds me of that movie they show at Christmas. About ...