The next time Grace opened her eyes, it was to the sound of Logan's alarm buzzing on his phone. The early morning darkness still lingered outside, and she felt the deep rumble of Logan groaning against her shoulder as he reached over to silence it.
"No," he muttered into her skin. "Not happening."
Grace smiled sleepily, her fingers tracing small circles on his back. "Morning skate, Johnny."
Logan grumbled something unintelligible, tightening his arms around her instead of getting up. "Five more minutes," he bargained, his voice rough with sleep.
Grace let out a quiet laugh. "You say that now, but Garrett will come hunting for you."
Logan sighed dramatically, rolling onto his back and rubbing a hand over his face. "Hate him."
Grace smirked, propping herself up on one elbow. "No, you d
