Logan skipped the elevator in Layla’s building. His excitement for their evening together needed to be expended before he knocked on her door. He felt like Rambo, like he needed a good run before he could settle into being himself.
Once on the fifth floor, he took a few seconds to steady his breathing and run his hand through his hair. With his cowboy hat reseated and a grin in place, he walked down the hall to Layla’s apartment. She opened the door right when he lifted his hand to knock, and he nearly bashed her in the face.
“Oh.” She jumped back at the same time a yelp came from his mouth. “I was just checking to see if you were here.”
“I’m here.” Logan liked the redness of her lips. Combined with her fair skin and blonde hair, she looked flirty and fun. Sexy.
He swallowed and took i
