Grayson quickly got out of bed and stuffed the box into a hidden compartment in his suitcase. If Nash wanted the heirloom ring to be kept safe, he would keep it safe. Protecting the things that mattered was what Grayson Hawthorne did, even when he couldn't let them matter too much. "You woke up ?" Says the blonde when he sees you sitting on the bed. Could it be her? Grayson thought, imagining his beloved with his grandmother's ring.