Indianna was unsure how long she had been in Greyson's arms. Holding him. Her headache had gone, the hot flushes had vanished and the only reason she felt faint was due to the shock. "I love you," she whispered. She repeated it over and over again.

"I know," Greyson murmured and ran his fingers through Indianna's long hair. "And I love you."

"I don't understand," she said. "I can't, I don't- G-Greyson."

"Don't talk," Greyson said. "Just let me hold you, sugar."

"Is this real?" Indianna said. "I've dreamt of you, I could be dreaming."

Greyson pressed his lips to Indianna's and she melted. Warmth filled her and she relaxed...