*One year later*

Luna adjusted the blanket around baby Sarah—named for Grayson's mother—and smiled as her daughter's tiny hand wrapped around her finger. At six months old, Sarah had Grayson's dark hair and Luna's warm brown eyes, and she'd already stolen the heart of everyone in the family.

"She's awake again?" Grayson appeared in the doorway of the nursery, his hair disheveled from sleep.

"Just hungry." Luna settled into the rocking chair to feed her daughter. "Go back to bed. ...