Back at the Airbnb, after climbing the stairs, Aiden Thompson let go of Grace Li’s shoulder.
Grace took off her jacket, handed it to him, and smiled slightly. “Good night.”
Aiden took the jacket, draping it over his arm, then glanced at the time—10:15 PM. “It’s still way early.”
“Got any plans?”
“Well, the rooftop here has an amazing view of the stars and city lights. Wanna check it out?”
Grace met his inviting gaze, a mix of playfulness and sincerity. “Should we go to my rooftop or yours?”
“You’re the boss.”
“Then let’s go to mine.” Grace pulled out her key card and led him into her room.
The terrace had some potted plants and a double lounge chair, perfect for admiring the view. In one corner, a small BBQ grill stood next to a table with a few Yankees-themed cushions, adding a lo
