“Me,” Simone shouted, raising her good arm. The other was in a sling that she wore over her coat.

“Me, too,” Emma said with a warm smile for him that reminded him of the pleasure they’d found in each other’s arms.

“Let’s put you on this side, Simone, so nothing bumps your sore arm.” After he got her settled under the blanket, he helped Emma up and then followed her, taking the middle seat. Grayson tucked the blanket in around Simone and then tended to Emma, who placed a hand on his thigh under the blanket. That was all it took to make him hard for her. Jesus… If she moved that hand even a fraction of an inch, she’d be able to tell what her touch had done to him.

Thankfully, she kept her hand where it was as he snapped the reins to get the horses moving.

“This is so awesome,” Emma said. “Where’d you get the sleigh?”

“From the family Christmas tree farm. Lucas uses it to give rides during tree-harvesting season and leases it out for groups during the winter.”

“You seem to know what you’re doing…”

He laughed. “Driving this rig was my job every Saturday in December all through high school.”

“I love how you all work for the family business in some way or another,” Emma said. “Izzy was telling me how she’s shooting the new catalog for the store after the first of the year.”

“Did she tell you how they’re expecting us to be their models?” He rolled his eyes. “Can you imagine what a calamity that will be?”

“After game night, I can picture it.” She leaned in closer to him. “But you’d be a very sexy model.”

“This is family day,” he said, tipping his head toward Simone. “Behave.”

“I am behaving.” She squeezed his leg for emphasis.

He’d never been so hot for anyone, especially when he was also freezing. “What do you think of the sleigh, Simone?”

“I love it. I wish I could drive.”

“You can help me.” He handed her the right-side rein while keeping a tight grip on the left side and showed her how to guide the team with small corrections. “No big moves. That’s the secret. You got this.” He loved the way she concentrated so intently on what she was doing.

Emma squeezed his leg again, and Grayson resigned himself to being hard any time she touched him.

“Are you guys going out now?” Simone asked.

Grayson had no idea what to say to that. “Ahhh…”

“What if we are?” Emma asked her daughter. “Would that be okay?”

“Of course it would. Auntie Lu and I have been telling you for years that you need a boyfriend.”

Emma laughed at her daughter’s bluntness. “Yes, you have.”

“Is Grayson nice to you?” Simone asked.