whom have a sister named Victoria . Did she happen to mention where this brother lived?”
“No.” She’d said very little during the evening. Just a series of sleepy sighs and moans that aroused him in ways she never intended. He’d figured he was safe when he found her asleep on the sofa. She made several amazing moves for a woman in an unconscious state. “If Becker doesn’t make contact by tomorrow, I’ll have to get someone to yank the confidential files.”
“Someone? Like the guys upstairs? You’re not gonna get your pal at MIT to hack into the system, right?”
“Of course not,” Erik said.
Daniels obviously didn’t believe him, but he didn’t call Erik on the lie, either. Certain things you didn’t even tell your partner. Particularly when a beautiful, doe-eyed suspect was involved.
* * * *
Victoria lifted her glass of wine off the coffee table and took a sip. Although the Chardonnay warmed her insides, she felt too hot to enjoy the feeling. She wasn’t sure what happened to her, but she liked it. Erik didn’t seem to mind either.
Erik behaved like a perfect gentleman, a fact she would appreciate when the erectores pilorum muscle fibers on her skin’s surface returned to a relaxed state and her racing heart kept a steady beat. Problem was, every time her thoughts wandered to Erik, her senses sprang to life again. The throbbing in her breasts and the moist heat in her belly conspired to keep her physically aroused. That was the blessing and the curse of her photographic memory—the ability to recall every detail of a situation.
With a sigh, she lowered herself into the leather chair in front of her computer. Einstein’s cartoon face smiled up at her from the computer screen.
“What’s your opinion, Albert? Any logical explanation for this?”
Who are you kidding? Her logic flew out the window the moment she laid eyes on Erik. She thought she knew better.
Her body shuddered. She should move slowly. What did she know about Erik Sanders, after all? That he could kiss her senseless and make her feel alive? Was it enough? Maybe not for a future, but maybe it could get her out of the past and into the present.
Chapter Five
A shove to the shoulder woke Erik from a restless slumber. Sleeping in an upright position left his muscles cramped. A light film of snow covered the windshield, and the temperature inside the van hovered just above freezing. What happened to their heater? Damn. If he could have accepted Victoria ’s sensual advances last night, he would have awakened in a nice warm bed with a soft woman, not a frigid van with his scruffy partner. He threw back the parka that served as a blanket during the long night.
“What’s going on?” Erik grumbled.
Daniels held up his hand to silence him for a moment. “She’s got a meeting.”
“Becker?”
“I’m not sure. She seemed to know the caller, but that doesn’t mean anything.”
A knot formed in his stomach. An early morning meeting with a man could mean anything. A beautiful woman like her would have a number of male friends. He didn’t like that scenario any better than the one that involved her with Becker’s ring. His hands clenched into tight fists.
Where had that blast of anger come from? He owned no claim on her time or her emotions. In a few days, no matter what the outcome of this case, he was out of here. He didn’t want or need complications in his life. Especially a complication with big brown eyes and a body he’d love to explore in detail. He swallowed hard.
“I guess we have to follow her.”
“Shouldn’t be hard,” Daniels said. “She’s meeting him at her office. Good thing I had someone wire that place yesterday.”
“Let’s take the car. This van won’t blend in with the scenery.”
“Can we stop somewhere for breakfast first?” Erik groaned. How could his partner think about food this early in the morning?
* * * *
Victoria arrived at the university’s
“No.” She’d said very little during the evening. Just a series of sleepy sighs and moans that aroused him in ways she never intended. He’d figured he was safe when he found her asleep on the sofa. She made several amazing moves for a woman in an unconscious state. “If Becker doesn’t make contact by tomorrow, I’ll have to get someone to yank the confidential files.”
“Someone? Like the guys upstairs? You’re not gonna get your pal at MIT to hack into the system, right?”
“Of course not,” Erik said.
Daniels obviously didn’t believe him, but he didn’t call Erik on the lie, either. Certain things you didn’t even tell your partner. Particularly when a beautiful, doe-eyed suspect was involved.
* * * *
Victoria lifted her glass of wine off the coffee table and took a sip. Although the Chardonnay warmed her insides, she felt too hot to enjoy the feeling. She wasn’t sure what happened to her, but she liked it. Erik didn’t seem to mind either.
Erik behaved like a perfect gentleman, a fact she would appreciate when the erectores pilorum muscle fibers on her skin’s surface returned to a relaxed state and her racing heart kept a steady beat. Problem was, every time her thoughts wandered to Erik, her senses sprang to life again. The throbbing in her breasts and the moist heat in her belly conspired to keep her physically aroused. That was the blessing and the curse of her photographic memory—the ability to recall every detail of a situation.
With a sigh, she lowered herself into the leather chair in front of her computer. Einstein’s cartoon face smiled up at her from the computer screen.
“What’s your opinion, Albert? Any logical explanation for this?”
Who are you kidding? Her logic flew out the window the moment she laid eyes on Erik. She thought she knew better.
Her body shuddered. She should move slowly. What did she know about Erik Sanders, after all? That he could kiss her senseless and make her feel alive? Was it enough? Maybe not for a future, but maybe it could get her out of the past and into the present.
Chapter Five
A shove to the shoulder woke Erik from a restless slumber. Sleeping in an upright position left his muscles cramped. A light film of snow covered the windshield, and the temperature inside the van hovered just above freezing. What happened to their heater? Damn. If he could have accepted Victoria ’s sensual advances last night, he would have awakened in a nice warm bed with a soft woman, not a frigid van with his scruffy partner. He threw back the parka that served as a blanket during the long night.
“What’s going on?” Erik grumbled.
Daniels held up his hand to silence him for a moment. “She’s got a meeting.”
“Becker?”
“I’m not sure. She seemed to know the caller, but that doesn’t mean anything.”
A knot formed in his stomach. An early morning meeting with a man could mean anything. A beautiful woman like her would have a number of male friends. He didn’t like that scenario any better than the one that involved her with Becker’s ring. His hands clenched into tight fists.
Where had that blast of anger come from? He owned no claim on her time or her emotions. In a few days, no matter what the outcome of this case, he was out of here. He didn’t want or need complications in his life. Especially a complication with big brown eyes and a body he’d love to explore in detail. He swallowed hard.
“I guess we have to follow her.”
“Shouldn’t be hard,” Daniels said. “She’s meeting him at her office. Good thing I had someone wire that place yesterday.”
“Let’s take the car. This van won’t blend in with the scenery.”
“Can we stop somewhere for breakfast first?” Erik groaned. How could his partner think about food this early in the morning?
* * * *
Victoria arrived at the university’s
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