Charlotte ADORES Grayson. If she’s crying, all I have to do is hold her in front of him and her tears are gone, replaced by a grin.
Now that she’s able to scoot her way around, her brother is her main target of her affection.
Grayson, um, tolerates her, to a point. (I guess he has to; after all, according to his shirt, he is the
WORLD’S BEST BROTHER- ha!)
It’s all fun and games until he’s had enough and shoves her off of him.