Honey stared at their joined hands, Grayson's larger ones enveloping hers with warmth that seeped into her bones. His question hung between them, weighted with possibility and peril. She felt if she said yes it would be more than what they had already shared.
Stay the night.
"I can't," she whispered, though her body screamed the opposite. "Amanda's waiting outside."
"Then call her." Grayson's thumbs traced circles on her palms. "Tell her you're staying with me as a friend for the night. They don't need details."
"A friend." Bitter laughter escaped her. "Is that what we are?"
"We're whatever you want us to be." His eyes searched hers. "But I'm not letting you leave tonight without an answer. Are you willing to fight for this?"
Honey pulled her hands free, standing because she needed s
