When Grayson walked in the door to Henley’s hospital room a few minutes later, Ari smiled when she saw him. Then she crossed the room, closing the space between them, and gave him a kiss.

“How’s Henley feeling?” Grayson asked, feeling bad for having stepped out for a moment, but it was necessary.

Ari sighed. “She’s not herself yet, but at least the nausea is better.”

“Good. I’m glad to hear it.” Grayson thought that this was probably not the right time, ...