Chapter Twelve
Martin dropped Logan off shortly after that, and he and my Aunt Kirsten said their goodbyes and headed for home in their separate vehicles. Logan looked windblown and happy, his skin a bit more tanned than it had been when he’d left that morning.
“Good time?” I asked him, and he nodded and came over to give me a kiss on the cheek. Even that slight contact was enough to get my blood racing, but I knew I needed to stay focused.
“Very. You can see for miles atop that hill. The landscape around here really is extraordinary. Paul said he has some good books on the geology of the area that he’ll loan me, but I’ll need something to read them on.”
Right. Logan didn’t have a phone or a tablet or a computer, so books were pretty much inaccessible to him at the moment. “I’ll have P
