Blind Ice (Razors Ice Book 5) by Rachelle Vaughn Read Free Book Online

playing softly on the stereo surprised him.
    Then again, the doctor was full of surprises. He hadn’t expected her to be so bold as to invite him over in the first place. And the way she’d surrendered to him in her office was another added bonus and even more of a surprise.
    She carried herself with the kind of sexy confidence he admired in a woman. But one look at her shaky hands tonight and he knew she was having second thoughts about why she’d asked him here.
    Throughout the past several years, Logan had had a colorful assortment of women pass though his life and there was something refreshingly different about Ms., err, Dr . Kapowski. She had no idea the kind of raw sexuality she kept beneath the surface and he had no qualms about helping her discover it.
    She had a maturity he wasn’t used to seeing in a woman her age. The puck bunnies he usually “dated” weren’t known so much for their intellectuality, but for the good time they could deliver. It didn’t seem to bother guys like Trik and Sebby, but the hollowness was starting to wear on Logan.
    Passing a few hours with a bubbly, big-breasted blonde who didn’t know the difference between icing on a cupcake and icing on a hockey rink didn’t hold a candle to spending the evening with a smart, beautiful woman who ran her own successful practice and didn’t need to use her physical attributes to make her way in life. Not that there was anything wrong with indulging in a friendly roll in the hay with a girl who was named after a spice, but after several aforementioned rolls, Logan was more than a little intrigued to have dinner with a woman who knew the ins and outs of ocular anatomy better than he did.
    With interest, he looked at the framed photos on her mantle. They were all of her and a young woman. Her sister? Probably. The woman had Kate’s same features and coloring. He couldn’t tell if they had the same eyes because in every photo the other woman was looking slightly away from the camera.
    After a trip around the living room, Logan joined Kate in the kitchen and she handed him a glass of wine. She looked like she was determined to keep her nerves at bay and Logan silently commended her bravery.
    After taking a drink, he set the glass on the table. He hadn’t come here to drink wine.

 
    Chapter Four
    Simmer to Boiling
     
    The minute Logan stepped into the kitchen Kate could sense his presence in the small space. Any doubts she had had about tonight were forgotten. You didn’t feel this kind of electricity in the air if you didn’t have chemistry with someone, did you?
    The electric currents she was experiencing right now zinged from him to her and bounced off the walls and back again.
    So, her instincts hadn’t been completely off when she’d chosen him to embark on this out-of-character quest with. That was comforting. And that sizzling kiss he’d planted on her in her office hadn’t been too shabby either.
    Kate had the sudden urge to fill the silence with small talk. Anything was better than the sexual tension that had her gripping a spoon so tight she feared it might snap in two. But she didn’t want to drive him away with mindless babble. That’s not what he’d come here for.
    She took a few more sips of wine before realizing she didn’t need the liquid courage. She was more than capable of treating this man to a lovely evening and a delicious dinner—with or without getting physical and adding sex into the mix.
    “I made penne and I even made salad dressing for the salad,” she told him, setting her wine glass down next to his before turning toward the stove to stir the sauce.
    Logan came up behind her. His chest was hard and warm against her back. She felt his erection press against her bottom. When his hand snaked around her waist and his palm pressed against her belly, she sucked in a shaky breath. He leaned down and took her earlobe into his mouth, his breath hot in her ear. She shivered at his closeness.
    “You didn’t