"I should go," Honey said, pulling back slightly from his touch. "I've imposed enough."

Grayson didn't move immediately; his eyes still locked with hers.

"You're not imposing," he finally replied, his voice lower than usual. "And you shouldn't be alone right now. You have been through a huge shock."

"I'm fine," she insisted, though the tremor in her hand as she reached for the ice pack belied her words.

Grayson reluctantly surrendered the pack to her, then stood and moved to sit beside her ...