**Quinn’s POV**

“Thank you, Dylan,” Grayson said as Dylan handed him the first aid kit.

Dylan shrugged. “You were really scary when you were like that. You know that?”

“I’m so sorry if I scared you,” Grayson replied, sounding sincere.

"Yes, but thank goodness you've calmed down." Dylan then glanced at me. "What did my sister do to make you soften up?"

"Hey, kid, go back to your room!" I snapped.

Dylan just stuck his tongue out at me and made a mocking face. But after that, he ...