**Quinn's POV**

"Be careful, the bread is still hot," said Grayson. His hand stopped mine from arranging the sandwich.

I deliberately moved the plastic gloves I was wearing. "I'm wearing protection."

"Right, but still be careful."

Even though I was still upset with Grayson, I knew better than to just sit there while he was busy preparing food for us. So even though I answered, I answered curtly. The point was that Grayson had to know that trust was hard to regain once it had been broken. And I ...