Friction by Samantha Hunter

Author:Samantha Hunter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Police, Romance: Modern, Fiction, Romance, Fiction - Romance, Virginia, Computer crimes, Adult, Romance - Contemporary, Undercover operations, Police Procedural, Romance - Adult, Computers, Historical, Security, Romance - General, Mystery & Detective, Contemporary, General, Women computer programmers, Love stories
ISBN: 9780373792337
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-01-01T20:39:40.648386+00:00

IT DIDN’T HIT her until deep into the night that she was alone. They’d made love through the storm, falling into an exhausted sleep wrapped around each other. The absence of the heat of his body woke her from a disturbing, restless dream, and Sarah sat up in bed.

“Logan?” She spoke into the empty room, and there was no response. A chill worked its way down her spine as rain still slapped against the windows, sparkling droplets clinging to the glass as she slid from the bed, felt around her closet for a robe and put it on.

He wasn’t in the bathroom; he was gone. A cold feeling settled in where only warmth had been before. She found her slippers and left the room. The door to his room was shut, but she turned the knob a little and it pushed open. Nothing was ever locked around here. Stepping inside, she found only darkness.

“Logan?” Her whisper carried through the empty room again, with no response. She wrapped her arms around herself, stepped in a little farther and reached for the light on the bed stand. Where could he have gone?

The bed was made; he hadn’t been here. She swallowed a sense of dread; the room suddenly felt empty to her, as if its occupant was long gone. Had he left? Why would he? Looking for a sign of his presence, she opened a drawer, finding socks, pants and underwear, and then spotted several fat manila envelopes under the clothes. And a laptop.

A laptop? Here? She looked closer. It wasn’t anything fancy, but how weird to have it here. Did he know about their policy before he came?

Picking up one of the envelopes, she hesitated. She shouldn’t be doing this, no matter what. Even if what they had wasn’t just a fling—and she was beginning to wonder if that was all it was—it gave her no right to paw around in his personal things.

She leaned down to replace the envelope, gasping when the flap fell open and a sheaf of papers—photographs—fell out.

As she looked down and bent to gather them, her stomach churned. She saw the photos of women scattered on the floor. Pornographic pictures of women in compromising positions, hardcore shots that smacked of a professional job. A small cry escaped her lips.

They were Logan’s. He was involved with pornography? It didn’t seem right, but, as her aching heart reminded her, shame washing over her while she stared at the photographs, it never seemed right. It was always the guy next door, the one you would have suspected last. The one who’d just made love to you.

So this is what he did at night? What he was hiding from her? He was holed up in his room with a laptop and a porn collection? Was he collecting or just browsing? Buying or distributing? Professional or amateur? She made herself look again—it wasn’t anything she hadn’t seen before—and noticed many of the pictures were of one woman. Was he stalking someone? Was she a favorite?

She clutched the robe around herself, suddenly feeling dirty and shamed.

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