Later that night, as Grace was getting ready for bed, her phone buzzed on the desk.
Logan: Just got home. Thanks again for tonight—it was perfect. I hope you're getting some rest. Can't wait to see you again.
Grace smiled to herself as she climbed into bed, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a moment before typing out a reply.
Grace: I had a great time too. Sleep well, Logan. And...me too.
She hit send, her heart light as she settled under the covers, already looking forward to the next time she'd see him.
The library was quieter than usual for a Friday afternoon, the hum of students studying replaced by the occasional rustle of papers or tap of keyboards. Grace and Logan sat tucked away in one of the study rooms, books and notes sprawled across the table. While it had started
