Logan had spent a week with Grace at the hockey house.
A whole week of waking up with her curled against him, stealing sleepy kisses in the morning, and pulling her into his lap whenever she tried to do literally anything else.
And now, she was leaving, and Logan hated it. Not in a dramatic, clinging-to-her-leg-so-she-can't-go kind of way—but in the way that just f*****g sucked. She belonged with him.
But no, the dorms were reopening, and Daisy wanted them to move in together at the same time. So here they were, in his truck, driving toward the dorm parking lot, and Logan was silently miserable.
Grace had been watching him the whole time, amusement dancing in her eyes.
"You're really not handling this well," she mused, breaking the comfortable silence between them.
Logan exhaled shar
