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“Maybe.” I wiggle my fingers a little in Logan’s big hand. I hadn’t noticed—what with being distracted by Logan himself—but my fingers really were freezing. Meanwhile my other hand is nice and warm. “So, is this where you bring all the girls?”
I mean this to be teasing, but I’m immediately flooded with irrational, raging jealousy at the mereideaof Logan skating like this with someone else.
He snorts. “No.”
Good.That makes for less people I need to murder.
He tilts his head, eyeing me “Just the ones I’m planning to go on—what did you call it?—a non-date date with. As a non-boyfriend.”
I groan and try to pull my hand from his. But Logan holds tight. Then he laces our fingers together so I can’t escape. Not that I really want to escape. Especially not now.
I could live and die right here, skating slow laps while Logan Barnes holds my hand.
I mean, eating and using the bathroom would be tricky if I refuse to let go of his hand. But as Jeff Goldblum’s character said inJurassic Park, “Life finds a way.”
I’ddefinitelyfind a way if it meant more time with Logan like this.
“Are you going to give me details, by the way?” he asks. “I don’t even know when the party is.”
“Right. Details are kind of important. It’s Friday.”
“This Friday? Like, four days from now?”
I wince. “Yes? And like I said, I’ll pay for your tux rental. This is a favor to me, and I don’t want to put you out.”
Logan squeezes my hand. “You’re not putting me out. And I have a tux.”
“You do?”
He smirks, again giving me a sideways look. “Had to get one custom made. Off-the-rack suits won’t fit over all this.”
The mere idea of Logan in a custom-fitted tux is enough to make me stumble a little, my blades going a little wonky as I skate over a rough patch on the ice. Total rookie move. Thankfully, Logan doesn’t seem to notice.
I force lightness into my voice. “Allthat, huh? I hadn’t really noticed. Hockey uniforms are so bulky. Hard to tell what’s underneath.”
Okay, THAT didn’t come out the way I intended.
Logan really looks at me this time, his smirk even smirkier. “You spend a lot of time thinking about what’s under my uniform, Pete?”
Now I am. Though thanks to several endorsements with major brands, I am alreadyveryaware of what’s underneath the Appies T-shirt Logan’s currently wearing.
“Nope,” I say. “I am all business. Not thinking about that at all.”
“Except when you grope my abs.”
I lean over to punch him in the shoulder. I’m sure it hurts me more than it hurts him, what with all those solid muscles. “You were supposed to forget that ever happened!”
“I definitely didn’t agree to that.”
“So, why did you need a fake date slash boyfriend?” he asks. “You can’t say no to your dad?”
“Wow. Way to make a woman feel independent,” I say drily.
Logan squeezes my fingers, and though I’m not cold, the touch makes me shiver.
“I remember how your dad was. If he’s still the same—”
“He’s worse. Ask Brandon.” I wince as soon as the words are out of my mouth.
