Summer's Pov
Gray was genuinely the best company I had had in a long time.
We hit the coffee shop first, then the ice cream place down the street where Gray spent five full minutes debating flavors like it was a serious life decision. I was laughing before he even made his choice. That was the thing about him. He did not try to be funny. He just was funny.
Crew could never.
We ended up at a painting supply shop because Gray had remembered that he still needed new brushes and he also pointed out, very casually, that I had still never seen him actually paint.
"We're doing that soon," he said, dropping brushes into a basket. "Properly. You and me."
"I don't know how to paint."
"That's exactly why it's going to be fun."
I shook my head but I was smiling.
We moved through the shop and
