TheMurderGame by Beverly Barton

Author:Beverly Barton [Barton, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Nic rounded the corner near the neighborhood park, three blocks from her house. She hadn’t been surprised that she had not seen anyone else out this early on a weekend morning or that only one car had passed by. Most women probably wouldn’t have gone for a morning power walk after a vigorous night of lovemaking, but Nic wasn’t most women. And the man she had made love with wasn’t her husband or boyfriend or even her friend. He was just a friendly acquaintance.

Get real, Nic. Griffin Powell is now your lover.

She should feel like a slut for not only giving in to her baser urges and having sex with a man she had hated up until a few months ago, but because she had done the unforgivable—had unprotected sex. God, how stupid was that!

What must Griff think of her this morning? That she was an easy conquest, just like all the other women he’d known? That she was a sex-starved bitch who’d been insatiable?

When she got back to the house, she’d simply explain that it had been a while for her and she’d needed the release of an all-nighter. The stress of her job had finally gotten to her. He’d understand.

But then what?

He expected to spend the weekend. And she wanted him to stay.

So, why not have an affair with Griff? As long as they kept their relationship private—like he’d said, nobody’s business—she didn’t see why she couldn’t handle a brief affair—the only kind Griff had. In public, they would work together on the Hunter case, equals, if not really colleagues. In private, they would be lovers.

And if I’m pregnant?

She’d cross that bridge if and when she came to it. The odds were in her favor. It was the wrong time of the month. They’d had unprotected sex only once. And besides that, she might not even be able to get pregnant. She and Greg had tried to have a baby that last year of their marriage, but she hadn’t gotten pregnant. Thank goodness. She’d been foolish enough to think that a child might have improved their marriage.

Ouch! Nic felt the sting as it pierced her back. Had an insect of some kind stung her through her cotton sweatshirt? Damn, whatever it was, it hurt like hell.

Nic’s vision blurred. She felt wobbly, as if she might pass out.

What the hell?

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