Chapter 11
What the hell had she been thinking? All night, she had tossed and turned, burning as she relived the million-dollar kiss Logan Wilde had set on her in his Jeep; scrambling her will, leaving her so weak in the knees that she had barely been able to walk to the front door.
Logan hadn’t just dropped her off and run. In fact, he had taken her keys, walked her to the front door, and unlocked it—even checking the house to make sure everything was locked up while Julia paid the sitter. Then he’d driven Susie home, which was only at the end of the street, making it clear that he wasn’t about to let a kid walk anywhere alone at night—no matter how small the town was or how close she lived. He hadn’t just left and let Julia shut the door, either. No, he had hung out in the doorway for
