Chapter 8
Welcome to all things Gray
Nora
I showered, then changed my clothes. I came downstairs to find Nixon going through my fridge while Nash sat at the table.
“What are you doing?” I asked Nixon.
“Getting a beverage,” Nixon said, grabbing a bottle of water and closing the fridge door.
“Do you always raid people’s fridges?” I asked.
“Listen, sweetheart. When you get involved with a Gray, the fridge is fair game,” Nixon said, sipping his water.
I didn’t know how to respond to him. I sat down at the table.
“So, you like Matthew,” Nash said, surprising me with his comment.
“We’re figuring it out,” I said, not sure what to say.
“Matthew is a good kid. He dealt with a lot,” Nash said.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know,” Nixon said, sitting down at the table. “Listen, Matthew is half/Gr
