**Quinn's POV**

"Then I'll eat quickly."

I shook my head and brought my lips close to his ear. "We'll watch the fireworks first. Then we'll eat slowly."

"And after that?"

"After that... I don't know."

Grayson suddenly slipped his arm around my waist. Then he turned us around so that I was leaning against the railing, facing him. "After that, we'll spend a hot night together."

"But not here," I whispered.

"Not here, but at the hotel where I'm staying tonight," he said sensually. Then he ...