She almost collided with him in the shadows, but his warm, steady hand reached out in the darkness to steady her.For a moment she didn’t speak, but only stood, so close and yet beyond his reach. Finally, she found her voice. “Cherish is home and she looks wonderful.”“Is her friend with her?” Grayson fought the urge to pull Maggie into his arms. He could feel her light breath against his shoulder and smell the fresh, starched air that always seemed to surround her. He was surprised his voice could even sound normal when all his thoughts were of her.“No.” Maggie lowered her head and moved past him. “There was no one with her.”Grayson wondered if his nearness brought the same sweet agony to her as her closeness did to him. He tried to make his body think of something, anything, besides the way she’d felt when he’d held her all night in his arms. “If you have no objections, I’d like to have a few words with her before I go.”Maggie nodded without looking up at him, then disappeared into the kitchen.He climbed the stairs two at a time and knocked at Cherish’s door.
