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especially rigid when it came to food. He had a diet that rivaled Hugh Hefner and Kate was glad to get to experiment with new dishes in the kitchen. Not that pasta was an exotic food, but she was free to cook it however she wished. Tonight she made Penne Rigate with Spicy Braised Swordfish to serve with fresh French bread from the bakery. Yes, she had bought the ingredients early in the morning during her routine shopping trip, but that was before she vowed to be more spontaneous. It wasn’t the bread’s fault she approached change with baby steps.
    The sauce smelled heavenly. When it was ready—oh yes, it had a decadent flavor to it!—she was pleased by the outcome and put the recipe in the keeper folder. Fortunately tonight’s dinner wouldn’t be banished to the garbage disposal. And the store-bought bread and salad were practically guaranteed to be edible.
    She drank wine while she cooked dinner and the fruity taste of the rosé melded deliciously with the rich flavor of the tender swordfish and rich tomato sauce.
    If he didn’t show, at least Kate would have a delicious meal to eat. See, always one to find the positive in any situation, Kate had no problem looking on the bright side.
    When her phone rang, Kate thought it might be Logan calling to cancel, but she quickly remembered she hadn’t given him her cell number. And he would probably text to cancel rather than call anyway.
    That only left one other person.
    “Are we still on for yoga tomorrow?” Julia’s voice boomed over the line and Kate pulled a knife from the drawer for the bread.
    “Yes.”
    “Is that jazz music playing in the background?”
    Damn you , Kate thought. Her sister had the ears of a barn owl. “ Yes .”
    “ Okay .”
    “I’m having someone over for dinner,” Kate elaborated.
    “Well, you wouldn’t be playing jazz for Janis, so… You invited a man over to your house ?” Julia screeched.
    “Yes,” Kate answered simply. She didn’t relay the scene in her office to her sister. Julia would laugh and say how much it sounded like the scene in Top Gun when Kelly McGillis did something similar with Tom Cruise. And Tom Cruise’s character had shown up late because he’d been playing shirtless volleyball.
    Oh Jeez. That mental picture didn’t help matters at all. It was best not to think about Logan playing shirtless, sweaty volleyball on the beach. It was best not to think about Logan at all.
    “I’m getting Shamus so we can go looking for my sister.”
    “ Julia ,” Kate said on an exhale. “I’m trying something new. I had an idea and I’m carrying it out on instinct.”
    “Well, good for you, Katie Kat. I’m glad you’re putting yourself out there again. Do you want to borrow Shamus?”
    “What for?”
    “So he can be your guard dog in case this guy turns out to be a major creepo—not that you’d invite a major creepo over to your house, but—”
    “No,” Kate replied sternly. “I don’t need Shamus to play chaperone.”
    “Fair enough.”
    “Look, Julia, I don’t have time to chat. And yes, we’re still on for yoga tomorrow.”
    “Okay. I hope he appreciates how good your cooking is!”
    Kate ended the call and leaned a hip against the stove. She didn’t like keeping things from Julia; they usually shared most everything with each other. But this wasn’t something she could share just yet. And by tomorrow there might not even be anything to share.
    Kate set her phone on the counter and sighed. Did she really invite a patient to her home? Maybe she’d chosen him because she was looking for some post-divorce, no-strings attached action. Because if she paid her instincts any heed, she knew Logan Murray probably wasn’t the settle-down type of guy.
    Either way, when he pinned her to the wall with those blue eyes of his, she couldn’t ignore the sizzle of excitement that raced through her veins and the flutter between her legs. He had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, along with a look she couldn’t