Summer's Pov
The past two days had been surprisingly good.
Gray had taken me around the house properly. The painting studio tucked behind the east wing that I never would have found on my own. The indoor pool that I had completely missed even though apparently it had been there the whole time. We swam, we talked, we laughed about nothing important and everything felt easy in a way that this house had never felt before.
I needed that. More than I realized.
I had barely seen Crew. And I was perfectly fine with that arrangement. I was not ready to look at him without feeling that slow burn sitting right behind my chest. Yesterday night he had shown up for tutoring like nothing had happened between us, like we were just two people in a room with a textbook between us. He tried once to stee
