“What the hell?” I ask.
Heath clicks on the next date.
‘FILE CORRUPTED’
“Was there a magnet in his locker?” Mya asks.
“There was a lot of junk in his locker, but we found the laptop on the floor of the locker and grabbed it. I didn’t spend too much time looking at anything,” Nora says, and Heath nods.
“Damn,” I say.
“Cavanaugh thinks the killer is a woman, and we were wondering if it could be Ms. Fischer. I was hoping these videos would show us something,” Mya says.
“I can ask our techs if they can retrieve anything,” Heath says, and Mya nods.
“Might as well, I mean, all they can say is it’s all lost,” Mya tells him, and Heath nods.
“I’ll catch the train back to Largo. Are you going to stay here?” Heath asks.
“Yeah, our only suspect or witness, whichever he is, is here. So, I think I need to stay. We may need to ask him some more questions tomorrow,” Mya says, and my heart leaps with joy at the fact that she’s staying here.
“True. Nora, can you take me back to the train station?”
“Sure,” she says.
“I’ll catch the train back to Largo and call you when I get an update from the team,” Heath tells Mya. Then adds, “Do everything I would do and then some. Bye,” he says, walking out of the conference room.
I laugh as Nora follows him out. Mya looks like she’s ready for the seat to swallow her up, and that makes me laugh harder.
“Oh, stop it,” she says, with a smile on her lips as her face is flushed.
“Do you want to check into a hotel or stay with me?” I ask her, hoping it’s the latter.
“Stay with you,” she whispers.
“I hoped you would say that,” I tell her. “Come on, let’s get out of here. There’s nothing more we can do today. Let me show you what Boston has to offer.”
“Okay, I’d like that,” she says, grabbing her bag and laptop. “What is Nora’s friend’s name? The one who went missing?”
“Courtney White, why?” I ask.
“Maybe I can try to help her in her search while I’m here,” she answers.
“I think she would like that. She could use all the help she can get,” I tell her, loving that she would think of Nora.
I grab the keys to another vehicle, since my car is at the house, and lead Mya out to the parking lot.
“We can go to my house to change, then I’d like to take you out to Castle Island,” I tell her.
“Sounds fun.” Her beaming smile tells me she’s serious.
I drive us to the house, and as soon as I have her inside, I pick her up and carry her upstairs while I kiss her lips.
“First, I need you,” I tell her.
“Yes, Shane,” she says, breathlessly.
I lay her on the bed, wanting to take my time, not rushing. I shed my clothes, then help her take hers off.
“We have all day, and I want to take my time exploring your body,” I tell her.
“I don’t know if I have that kind of time, Shane. I’m ready to explode now,” she tells me.
“Let me help you with that, love,” I tell her while kissing down her body until my head is between her legs.
“Shane, I need you,” she calls out, and I lick between her folds, causing her to cry out.
I flick her clit with my tongue, sliding a finger inside her. “Damn, love, you are so wet. Is this for me?”
“Yes, you, only you,” she calls out as I add another finger and suck her clit into my mouth, then flick it with my tongue.
I can feel when her walls tighten, and then her orgasm crashes down, but I don’t stop. I keep going, wanting her to come again.
I love how her body flushes, and her eyes watch me with such intense desire.
I remove my fingers, licking the juices off them before sticking my tongue into her pussy and fucking her.
“Oh my God, Shane, oh shit,” she calls out while gripping the sheets.
