against hers. Her black negligee left quite a bit of her uncovered. She buried her face in her hands suddenly embarrassed that she had all but attacked the man.
“I’m sorry. I woke you up, and I should have called the police instead of coming over here,” Tina said.
“You did the right thing,” Logan said. He pulled her into his arms and caressed her shoulders. “I’ll call them for you. Sit here on the couch and relax.”
Tina nodded her head a little too rapidly and hugged herself. She watched Logan pick up a phone and dial the police. Someone had been in her house while she had been asleep. The thought of it sent her heart pounding all over again. She buried her face in her hands trying to keep from crying. She wasn’t going to lose it again.
“They are on their way, Tina. Let me get my robe for you.” Logan turned to go, but she grabbed his arm.
“I’ll go with you.” She stood up, holding on to his arm with both hands.
“Okay.”
He led her down to the end of the hall into a large bedroom decorated in warm browns and blacks. A giant four-poster bed with a dark rich brown comforter folded at the end of the bed. The hardwood floor gave the room a homey comfortable feel. He grabbed a robe off the back of a chair and wrapped it around her. Then he buttoned his jeans and pulled a T-shirt over his head. He slipped his feet into a pair of sandals before leading her back to the living room.
“Sit down before you fall down.”
Tina sat down on the couch and hugged the robe around her. It smelled of him, woodsy and male. She closed her eyes imagining it was his body enveloping her instead of merely his robe. Thinking about him holding her close almost erased the events of the evening from her mind, but not quite.
“How did he get in my house without setting off the alarms?” she finally asked.
“I don’t know, but we’ll find out.” He ran his hand down her back.
There was a knock on the door and she jerked.
“Easy. It’s probably the police. I’m going to let them in.”
A few seconds later, Tina heard voices from the front of the house. Then Logan reappeared with two officers behind him.
“Tina, they want you to take them over there so they can see what you found. They’ve already made sure there isn’t anyone in the house.” Logan held his hand out to her.
“You’ll go with me?” she asked.
“I’ll come with you.”
She took his hand and let him help her to her feet. They walked over to her house. When they were about to walk through the door, one of the officers warned them not to touch anything. She gripped Logan’s hand and entered the kitchen. The package sat on the counter just as it had been when she ran out the door. Nothing had changed.
“The crime scene techs will be here in a few minutes to dust for prints before you open it up,” one of the officers said.
“I have to open it? Can’t one of you do it?”
“Ma’am, it would be better if you do so we can see what your reaction is. That may mean just as much as whatever is in it.”
“Why don’t you walk us through what happened while we wait on them?”
Tina swallowed and nodded. She explained about being asleep and how something woke her. By the time she finished with how she had run over to Logan’s house, the techs were there and had begun dusting for fingerprints all over her kitchen. There would be print dust all over the place for her to clean up, she thought absently.
Thirty minutes later, they announced that the box and counter around it were clean. They needed her to open the package. She drew in a deep breath and nodded.
The colorful paper appeared to be birthday paper. The package wasn’t in a box, but loosely wrapped. She carefully slid her finger under the wrapping paper to slip the tape loose. She finally had it all unfastened, but stopped before she opened the paper. Whatever lay beneath the paper would be something to frighten her she was sure. Otherwise, what was the reason behind it?
“I’m sorry. I woke you up, and I should have called the police instead of coming over here,” Tina said.
“You did the right thing,” Logan said. He pulled her into his arms and caressed her shoulders. “I’ll call them for you. Sit here on the couch and relax.”
Tina nodded her head a little too rapidly and hugged herself. She watched Logan pick up a phone and dial the police. Someone had been in her house while she had been asleep. The thought of it sent her heart pounding all over again. She buried her face in her hands trying to keep from crying. She wasn’t going to lose it again.
“They are on their way, Tina. Let me get my robe for you.” Logan turned to go, but she grabbed his arm.
“I’ll go with you.” She stood up, holding on to his arm with both hands.
“Okay.”
He led her down to the end of the hall into a large bedroom decorated in warm browns and blacks. A giant four-poster bed with a dark rich brown comforter folded at the end of the bed. The hardwood floor gave the room a homey comfortable feel. He grabbed a robe off the back of a chair and wrapped it around her. Then he buttoned his jeans and pulled a T-shirt over his head. He slipped his feet into a pair of sandals before leading her back to the living room.
“Sit down before you fall down.”
Tina sat down on the couch and hugged the robe around her. It smelled of him, woodsy and male. She closed her eyes imagining it was his body enveloping her instead of merely his robe. Thinking about him holding her close almost erased the events of the evening from her mind, but not quite.
“How did he get in my house without setting off the alarms?” she finally asked.
“I don’t know, but we’ll find out.” He ran his hand down her back.
There was a knock on the door and she jerked.
“Easy. It’s probably the police. I’m going to let them in.”
A few seconds later, Tina heard voices from the front of the house. Then Logan reappeared with two officers behind him.
“Tina, they want you to take them over there so they can see what you found. They’ve already made sure there isn’t anyone in the house.” Logan held his hand out to her.
“You’ll go with me?” she asked.
“I’ll come with you.”
She took his hand and let him help her to her feet. They walked over to her house. When they were about to walk through the door, one of the officers warned them not to touch anything. She gripped Logan’s hand and entered the kitchen. The package sat on the counter just as it had been when she ran out the door. Nothing had changed.
“The crime scene techs will be here in a few minutes to dust for prints before you open it up,” one of the officers said.
“I have to open it? Can’t one of you do it?”
“Ma’am, it would be better if you do so we can see what your reaction is. That may mean just as much as whatever is in it.”
“Why don’t you walk us through what happened while we wait on them?”
Tina swallowed and nodded. She explained about being asleep and how something woke her. By the time she finished with how she had run over to Logan’s house, the techs were there and had begun dusting for fingerprints all over her kitchen. There would be print dust all over the place for her to clean up, she thought absently.
Thirty minutes later, they announced that the box and counter around it were clean. They needed her to open the package. She drew in a deep breath and nodded.
The colorful paper appeared to be birthday paper. The package wasn’t in a box, but loosely wrapped. She carefully slid her finger under the wrapping paper to slip the tape loose. She finally had it all unfastened, but stopped before she opened the paper. Whatever lay beneath the paper would be something to frighten her she was sure. Otherwise, what was the reason behind it?
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