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said, thinking back to their earlier tryst when he had been shirtless.
    “I believe you had other things on your mind,” he said, a hint of playfulness in his voice. Lexie swatted at him affectionately, and he grinned.
    Once they’d arrived home, Lexie tucked Ryan into the middle of her bed. He wanted to be close to her, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep with a wall separating them.
    He’d insisted on a bedtime story and Grayson was currently propped up against her headboard, with his long legs stretched out over the comforter, reading Green Eggs and Ham. It was the type of scene that would melt any mother’s heart, and she was no exception. Listening to the fluctuation of his voice as he spoke to Sam I Am and the sound of Ryan’s giggle, her heart swelled.
    Climbing in next to her son, Lexie let the sound of Grayson’s voice lure her to sleep.
    The following morning when she awoke, she looked over at her sleeping son and past him to the man sleeping soundly on the other side of her bed. He hadn’t gone home. Instead he’d covered her with an afghan, turned off the lights, and slept beside them.
    It wasn’t the morning after she’d envisioned as they’d raced to his apartment last night, but she knew at that moment, that it was a morning after she’d never forget. It was the morning she fell in love.

Chapter 9
    Grayson jumped in his seat when Jordan slammed a large pile of files onto his desk.
    “Where were you, Hunter?”
    Looking up into the curious face of his partner, he could feel the heat rise on his cheeks. He hadn’t thought it would be a problem dating his partner’s sister, but having just been interrupted recalling the softness of her skin as he’d run his hands over her naked flesh, he realized it had its uncomfortable moments.
    “Sorry, just thinking. What’s up?” he asked, trying to pull himself back to work.
    “Whatever you were thinking must have been good.” Jordan chuckled and plopped down in the empty chair beside the desk. “How’d it go last night?”
    Grayson replayed last night in his mind. It had been perfect, really. The way her eyes drifted closed when he kissed her, the way her body arched against his hands when he touched her. He knew he was falling for Lexie. He’d started the minute he’d laid eyes on her. But waking up this morning, watching her sleep with one arm resting gently across her son, he knew it was no longer falling. He’d fallen — hard.
    “It wasn’t what I’d expected, but it went well, I think.” Grayson shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
    Jordan’s eyebrow rose. He leaned forward and braced his arms on his knees. “The look on your face told me it went much better than well. Let’s forget it’s my sister for a moment. I recognize that look. You don’t have to talk to me about it, but don’t pretend that I don’t know either.”
    He wasn’t exactly sure what Jordan knew, but he did know it wasn’t easy to forget it was his sister at this moment. “Dinner was delicious. Conversation was easy. She looked beautiful. But our evening was interrupted when we had to go to the emergency room with Ryan.”
    “What?” Jordan shot out of the chair. “What happened? Why the hell didn’t anyone call me?”
    “He’s fine, Jordan, really.” Grayson rose from his chair and squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. “He fell and caught his temple on a nail of some sort. There were a few stitches, that’s all, honest, he’s fine.”
    Jordan took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. “Thank God. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to that kid.”
    “I can understand that. I think I was as panicked as Lexie when Betty told us she was on her way to the emergency room with him. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten dressed that fast before.”
    Jordan’s eyes drew together, and his lips became a straight line, but he didn’t say a word. In the silence, Grayson realized what he’d said and felt the heat rise on his face