Ari woke to bright sunshine streaming in through the window. It was nearing Valentine’s Day and Ari hoped that they had seen the last of the snow for the winter. But it wasn’t spring yet, so they could still be in for another good snowfall.

“Morning.” She rolled over and said to Grayson. She loved watching him sleep, but he was already awake, watching her. He stroked a stray piece of hair carefully away from her face.

“Morning, love,” he replied. “How did you ...