Grant was back in LA for the rest of the week and now he was able to have an actual movie night with Holland. She had been a savior when he was dying of boredom being stuck in a hotel room in the middle of the night when the two of them had watched a movie over Skype. For whatever reason, either being trapped in New York for too long or not feeling like driving, he hailed a cab. After a short ride to her place, Grant paid the cabbie and made his way up to her front door. He’d been here a little while back, so he was pretty used to the area. Running a hand through his hair, Grant knocked on the door, waiting for the girl to answer.