Layla
I sigh and Grayson catches it asking “something wrong? Who was here?”
“No, I just was going to let my brother listen to something and see if he thinks it sounds ok. But he’s busy. Beta Harrison stopped by to apologize for running out on me after our last….interaction.”
“Are you ok? Did he upset you?” Grayson leaves the doorframe and comes closer; his face fully irritated.
“No he didn’t. I’m fine. It was….awkward though.” I make a face and he relaxes a little.
“Would I do as a substitute for Dylan?” He asks and I hesitate.
“Yes, you would. Do you mind? You are probably ready to go home.” I start setting my things back up. He has listened to his brother play I am sure so might be a better critic than Dylan.
“No, I discovered I had two flat tires after arriving last night.”
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