Logan was in the kitchen, it was somewhere close to midnight and she couldn't sleep. So she'd gotten up to make herself a cup of tea, but by the time she'd made it downstairs, she'd decided a cup of coffee would be better and a tub of ice cream. She'd been lying awake thinking about Alex. Every time she tried to close her eyes, she'd seen Alex's green eyes and her smile mocking her. Why did she have to start thinking about the detective now? In the darkness of the kitchen, sitting with only the light of the moon shining through the window, she could be honest. At least with herself. Alex was attractive, she was charming, funny, she was caring, and she enjoyed spending time with Harley. She'd watched them from time to time, the way they'd clicked from day one. Alex never seemed, bored or bo
