Chapter 12
With a stifled laugh, Logan threw his arm around Sophie's shoulder one more, tucking her into his side. The girl waited until she was almost blue with the cold to seek his warmth. Damned silly girls and their inappropriate attire – they were all crazy. Why wear a short skirt in February, teamed with a light top and jacket? And the bare legs? A definite no-no.
He had to admit, he was glad of her clothing choice tonight – the opportunity to touch her, to tuck her under his arm as if she belonged there was one in a million. He'd just about lost his s**t when she'd started caressing his stomach in the theater, so hard he'd had to force himself to keep still. He'd been terrified of startling her, or breaking this spell that had seemed cast over her.
As luck would have it, s
