Summer's Pov
I woke up and just lay there for a second.
Thank God. Thank God I made it through the night.
Because last night was something else entirely. My body had been running hot in a way I could not explain, heat sitting under my skin like something that refused to settle. I had tossed and turned until I was genuinely exhausted and only then did sleep decide to show up.
But this morning I was okay.
Crew and Brianna were absolutely insane and I was choosing not to think about either of them before 9am.
I got up, showered, and went downstairs.
Gray was in the kitchen.
Apron on. Actually cooking. Moving around like he owned every inch of that space, which honestly he kind of did because nobody else in this house used it the way he did.
He was so fine.
I stopped walking for hal
