Grayson rode with Xavier into the night toward the shore. Although the chances of finding her in the dead of night was slim and none, he knew he had to try. And from the moment Xavier had heard, he was along for the ride. Without question.

“Thank you for this,” Grayson said, looking over at him.

One corner of his lips curled into a smile. “You don’t have to thank me. You would do the same for me, if the tables were turned.”

“Without question.”

Xavier ...