Logan pulled up outside Grace's dorm, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel as he spotted her waiting by the entrance, her luggage and overnight bag beside her. His heart clenched at the sight of it.
One more night.
That was all he had before she left for Chicago.
And f**k, it wasn't enough.
He had spent nearly every day with her this past week—studying together, helping her with Econ, her helping him with his papers, and, of course, their movie nights that always turned into something... more.
And then there was last night.
His grip on the wheel tightened as his mind immediately flashed back to it.
Grace—his sweet, innocent Lucky Charm—pleasuring him for the first time, her cheeks pink, her eyes wide with concentration as she learned. As he taught her.
And f**k, she had
