Grant stopped halfway out, turning to look at Jareth. Grant had to give it to the guy, he was really trying to keep this whole thing together. That or he just had it easier. He shrugged, a wry look on his face. "Yeah, the ladies just don't stop coming. Must I be so attractive?" He gave a half-hearted dramatic sigh, raising an eyebrow at Jar. He looked at Hunter. "I'm not gonna ask how you got yourself shot, but we do need to know how long till we can drag your dumb ass out of here." Grant had never had the chance to come to terms with the sight of Hunter kissing Addie, and although he wanted to forgive him, he wasn't quite sure he had just yet.

He leaned against the wall, tilting his head back and massaging his head with a sigh. "I've got to get back to school," he murmured, for the guys' benefit even though he hadn't directed it at them. The word vacation sounded like a joke about now. His thoughts drifted to Delilah. He'd had no idea about her baby, about her issues. He'd just thought of her as Addie's overprotective and bitchy friend, but all that? He hoped Addie could help her. Grant had no idea how to feel about the idea Addie was dealing with everyone's issues but her own.