Lynn’s POV

I was going to say no.

I had the word ready — something neutral, something that didn't pick a fight, just drew a line. *I'm tired. Another time.* Grayson was standing in the doorway of my office with that particular stillness he got when he was trying not to push, and I had every intention of declining politely and going back to whatever I'd been pretending to do.

Then Baron heard the word "walk" and that was the end of it.

"Yes!" He was already at the ...