Two weeks.
Fourteen days.
Countless hours spent on the phone, whispering half-asleep I love you's before drifting off, texting throughout the day, sending voice notes just to hear each other's voice.
But now he is finally here.
Grace stood near the baggage claim, her heart pounding as she scanned the crowd, waiting to see him. She rocked on her heels, her fingers playing with the charm necklace around her neck—the one he gave her—her excitement building with every passing second.
And then—She saw him.
And f**k, the second their eyes met, Logan's entire face lit up.
A wide, breath-stealing smile took over his features, his duffle bag slung over his shoulder, his eyes locked only on her.
Grace didn't think didn't hesitate she ran.
Straight to him, her boots clicking against the til
