Jamie like her, and as long as he managed his son’s expectations, surely it couldn’t hurt?
‘Ice skating?’ she repeated.
‘Yes, in the park. For Christmas.’
‘I...don’t know.’ She glanced away uncertainly, and he felt even more of a cad.
He needed to walk away.
‘Call it my apology,’ he pressed her.
‘An apology.’
‘I enjoy spending time with you, Kat. And Jamie certainly enjoys it.’
Her face softened.
‘He’s adorable,’ she told him. ‘No thanks to you.’
She was teasing him, or trying to. He fought to keep the grin off his face.
‘Ice skating, then?
‘Sounds lovely, but...’
She tailed off and as hard as he tried to stop his errant mind from wandering back down that path—from recalling just how perfectly mouthwatering she’d looked, tasted, half undressed, on his lap the previous night—it was impossible.
God, how he still wanted her.
Logan shifted. He felt edgy, waiting for her to agree. The air between them was beginning to take on that close, electric feel again, and he found he welcomed it.
It was far better than the distance between them.
‘Unless you don’t like ice skating, of course.’ He suddenly decided to try a different approach. ‘Maybe you don’t like sporty activities.’
‘I love sporty stuff,’ she bristled, just as he’d known she would.
He ought to ask himself how he knew just what to say to push her buttons. Instead, he pretended to her—to himself—that this was news.
‘Plus, I’m doing the Santa fun run.’ She wrinkled her nose. ‘So that’s something sporty and something Christmassy.’
‘Indeed it is.’ He arched one eyebrow and was rewarded with a glare.
A flash of her old feisty self. And he found he welcomed that, too.
‘You played me,’ she accused.
Logan shook his head.
‘I wouldn’t say that exactly. But I think it could be fun tonight. And I know Jamie would love to see you again.’
She eyed him strangely. He squirmed a little under the scrutiny. Another unusual response—since when did people make him feel...unsettled?
‘Just Jamie?’ she asked softly, at last.
The question caught him off guard. He knew th
e answer. Worse, he didn’t like it. So he did the one thing he did best.