Chapter Thirty-One
Quirking an eyebrow at her, as if unsure whether her saccharine tone was genuine or put on, Logan said, “Excellent. Stand up, both of you, then take your clothes off.”
It was no sensual strip tease, but the action of revealing her body, and watching James bare his, still got her pulse racing. Probably it was the anticipation of what the nudity was for. And, with anticipation in mind… What the hell was going on with her s******g? He’d threatened it back in the library, and had seemed good to follow up on it, but now he was orchestrating her and James getting naked and horizontal with no further mention of it.
What was he playing at? Winding her up? Lulling her into a false sense of security?
She grinned to herself. This was one of her favourite things about Logan… She
