“I know something fun we can do,” Grayson said, deciding to go forward with his plan now that he knew Simone was feeling okay. “I’ll pick you up in two hours. Dress warm.”

“What is it?” Simone asked.

“You’ll see,” he said with a mysterious smile as he stood to leave the room. “See you soon.”

“Grayson,” Simone said.

Turning back, he said, “Yes?”

“Thanks for coming over to check on me. That was really nice of you.”

Touched by her sweetness, he said, “Of course. No problem.” He went downstairs to let the dogs out and was putting on his coat in the mudroom when Linc and Molly came in.

“How’s Hannah?” Grayson asked.

“She’s wonderful. We have a new granddaughter, Caleb Abbott Roberts, who will be known as Callie. She’s tiny, but a fighter. The doctors say she should be fine after a few weeks in the NICU to give her lungs time to develop some more.”

“I’m so glad she’s okay,” Grayson said, profoundly moved by Hannah and Nolan’s tribute to Caleb. “And I love her name.”

“We agree that it’s a very special name for a special little girl,” Linc said. “How’s Simone?”

“She’s good. She slept through the night and is more bummed that she can’t ski again today than anything.”

“That’s a relief. It was good of you to stay with them.”

Grayson raised a brow. “Really?”

“Were you expecting disapproval?” Molly asked, amused. “You’re thirty-six years old, Gray. We love Emma and Simone, and we love you and Emma as a couple.”

“You do?”

“We do. She’s lovely.”

“She certainly is. It’s just… well… complicated.”

Molly reached up to put her hands on his shoulders. “I’ll tell you the same thing I told Will when he was in this very same situation—if she means something to you, do something about it. If it’s meant to be, you’ll find a way.”

“Is it possible to know if it’s meant to be in just a few days?”

Molly glanced at her husband.

“We knew the day we met that this was going to be something big and potentially life-changing,” Lincoln said, smiling at his wife.

“A week ago, I would’ve said that’s not possible for me,” Grayson said. “Now…”

“Oh, Gray,” Molly said, hugging him. “I’m so happy to hear you say that. I’ve so hoped you would find someone amazing. No one deserves it more than you do.”

“Why do you say that?”

She looked up at him with exasperation and amusement. “With everything you did for your mother and siblings, you really have to ask why I’d say that?”

He shrugged off her praise. “I did what anyone would do in that situation.”