**Grayson’s POV**
I wanted to protest because Quinn made me look bad in front of Dylan. The truth is, I'm not a drinker. I had planned to introduce myself as Grayson, the ice hockey player that Dylan admires. But because of Quinn... argh, never mind.
What can I do, I can't scold Quinn either. I can't. I also can't reveal our relationship in front of Dylan because I feel it will only end badly. So let this misunderstanding happen for now.
“Since when has my sister been working with you, Mr. Grayson?”
I smiled trying to be friendly, "Just Grayson. Since a few weeks ago, Dylan. Oh, how are you?“
”I'm cool. I feel healthier now. It's thanks to my sister who did everything for me."
Dylan's answer, because it sounded sincere, somehow made my eyes water. I felt like there was a fog covering
