OLIVIA
The sky was growing darker as the evening wore on, and I could feel the fatigue settling in after the long day. My body craved the comfort of my apartment, but spending time with Austin had been surprisingly invigorating.
"It's getting late, Liv. I'm sorry for inviting you to dinner," Austin said, his voice tinged with concern.
I offered him a tired but genuine smile. "No worries at all. I was hungry too. But yeah, it's definitely getting late. I think I need to head home now."
"Sure. I'll drive you home," he offered without hesitation.
I chuckled softly. "Are you sure? You've already done so much."
He flashed that warm, reassuring smile of his. "Of course, I'm more than sure."
Austin's thoughtfulness always amazed me. He guided me as we walked to his car, his presence provid
