Hallie’s eyes water.
“Does that make you sad?” I ask Hallie.
“No, Greyson. It makes me very happy.”
Chapter 34
Greyson
The course of true love never did run smooth.
~ William Shakespeare
I don’t remember what happens next, but I wake in a hospital room with windows looking out toward a wooded area and Hallie sitting in a chair off to the side of my bed.
“Did I fall asleep?”
“You did.”
Memories of the ride up to my room flood me. “Did I tell you …”
“That you love me?”
“Yeah.”
“You did, but in all fairness, the meds were kicking in.”
“I do,” I tell her, ignoring the pang in my chest.
I don’t know what I can promise her. And I don’t want to lead her on until I figure out what that really means for us.
“I love you too, Grey. I think I’ve loved you since Munich.”
The memories of that first night together linger between us and we share a private smile.
“Is it possible?” I ask her. “You know. Is it possible for someone to fall for another person in a night?”
“That wasn’t an average night,” she says. “And I think it’s not usual, but it happens. It happened to us.”
“It did,” I agree.
There’s a knock on the door and my parents walk in.
“Greyson?” Mom’s at my bedside in a few strides.
Dad’s sticking his hand out to Hallie. “Jack Stone.”
“I’m Hallie. Greyson and I work together.”
“You’re Hallie,” Mom says, staring across the room with a soft smile.
“Nice to meet you,” Hallie says, standing. “Would you like a chair? I’ll go get a few more.”
“No. No. Don’t you fret,” Mom says. “Jack, go wrestle up some chairs, would you?”
Dad nods and leaves the room.
“I’m Jean Ann,” Mom says to Hallie. “It’s so nice to meet you. So, you work with Greyson? You’re a firefighter?”
