Grayson blinks, getting his bearings before looking up to see a grinning Jude with both hands planted on Grayson's shoulders.

"Did I scare you?" Jude’s voice is low, but his eyes are set in a hard gaze.

"Jude? What the h*ll?"

"I could ask you the same thing. Why were you following me?" A flicker of frustration dances on his face.

Grayson looks down. "How long have you known?"

Jude shrugs, loosening his grip. "I told you I'd ...