Thin Ice by Maryann Jordan

Author:Maryann Jordan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Maryann Jordan

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At the sound of tires crunching on the gravel drive, Vivian hurried to the window, her lips curving into a smile as she watched Logan’s old truck come driving up. Moving to the kitchen door to help him with the groceries, she watched as he came in, several bags in his hands.

“Is there more?” she asked, moving to go outside.

He caught her arm, gently halting her progress. “I got it, Viv. Stay in where it’s warm.” He kissed the top of her head as he moved past, heading back to the truck. Re-entering, he brought a six-pack of beer and a bottle of wine. “Got you some Reisling. Know you like sweet white.”

Grinning at his memory, she said, “Go take a load off. I’ve been on my ass all day while working. I’ll get the pizza in the oven in just a bit.”

With a nod, he stalked toward the bedroom and she busied herself with dinner. Half an hour later the pizza went into the oven and she realized he was still in the back of the house. Walking around the counter, she headed down the hall. His door was shut but hers stood open a crack. Peering in, she startled, seeing two twin bedframes stacked up against the wall.

“Logan! What are you doing? Can I come in?”

The door swung open just as her hand was reaching for the doorknob. His large body filled the doorway and any thoughts of what he was doing bolted from her mind. He had changed into sweat pants, hanging low on his hips, his bare feet peeking out from the bottom. With a clean, white t-shirt straining over the muscles in his biceps and chest, she stared, speechless.

Logan felt her gaze as it roved from the top of his head to his feet and back again, her mouth hanging open and eyes wide. Reaching above his head, he placed his hands on the top of the doorframe, drawing her focus to his massive arms. Grinning, he asked, “Like what you see?”

She blinked out of her trance and, blushing, replied, “You know I do.”

He liked that there was no artifice with Vivian. No playing. Just honesty. “So, curious about what I’m doing?”

“Uh…yeah,” she laughed. “Why have you put the bedframes in my room?”

“‘Cause it’s not your room anymore.” Stepping back, he stood to the side, allowing her to see into the room.

Vivian’s eyes landed on the way he had arranged the bedding. He had gotten rid of the frames and placed the two twin box springs side by side on the floor, topped with the two mattresses, essentially creating a king-sized bed. With their combined blankets and pillows, she gasped at the perfect bed. Jerking her gaze up to his, her brow furrowed with uncertainty.

Stepping up to her, his chest a breath away from hers, he cupped her face in his hands, lifting it slightly so her eyes were locked onto his. “This takes away all doubt in your mind as to where I want you to sleep.

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