No.
Logan quickly discarded that idea. Nothing scared her.
"You know, I don't think you're half as prickly as you pretend to be." He reached up and gripped the door frame just above her head and leaned toward her.
Kelsey took a step back into the bathroom.
He didn't want her to run from him. He didn't want that much space between them.
One step would be acceptable, wouldn't it?
He followed her into the long, narrow bathroom.
Kelsey gripped the vanity as if she needed it to keep her upright. Logan placed his hand next to hers, leaning down so he could lose himself in her eyes. The irises were blown out, mixing with the deep browns. Her lashes were impossibly thick. He'd never noticed that before. Then again, it wasn't like they were usually this close.
Logan smiled in an effort to soften the carnal desire rising up within him. This close, she had to see it reflected back at her. "I'm not used to you being at a loss for words."