"You ready?" Grayson asked with a smile.

I looked out the window of his parked car before looking back at him. "I know the front door is literally two feet away, but I'm not going out there."

"What's a bit of rain, anyway?" he asked as he took off his seatbelt.

I raised an eyebrow. "A bit of rain? Grayson, it's pouring!"

"Nothing says Christmas like pouring rain," Grayson said. "Come on, get out."

I sighed, taking off my seatbelt as Grayson opened his door. I immediately heard the sound of rain against the pavement, which made me even more reluctant to get out. However, I opened the door and...