Logan's smirk widens, his eyes darkening slightly as he shifted, rolling her onto her back so he hovered over her. "Baby," he murmurs, leaning in closer, his lips barely brushing hers, "now is always a good time."
Their lips met in a slow, deep kiss, and soon, Logan's hands were roaming, pulling her closer, his body pressing into hers. Grace let out a small sigh against his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair. The kiss quickly grew heated, tongues meeting, breaths mingling as Logan deepens it, his hands skimming up her waist.
Just as Grace let out a quiet moan, the door to the dorm suddenly swung open.
"Morning—oh s**t, my bad!"
Daisy.
Grace immediately buried her face in Logan's neck, mortified, while Logan, unfazed, turned his head toward the door.
Morris was standing beside Da
