Grayson watched as Honey pulled back slightly, her eyes scanning his face as if searching for the sincerity beneath his words. The awkwardness of that moment felt like they were standing on the edge of something monumental.
"Move in with you?" Her voice carried uncertainty and curiosity.
"Yes." His hands were warm on her skin, grounding her. "Why not?"
Her laugh was a string of notes, tentative and skeptical. "Grayson, that's a huge step. We've barely peeled back the layers of this... whatever this is."
"I know." He traced a line down her arm. "But it feels right, doesn't it? Like we're meant to collide."
Honey's gaze searched Grayson's face, looking for any sign of doubt or hesitation. Finding none, she felt a curious lightness spread through her chest despite the weight of his propo
