that changed things, made her feel . And it wasn’t just his hot ass.
The news wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t great either. She thought for a moment about where to start. With a sigh, she decided on the bad news. “Well, I planted a Trojan on her computer –”
“Trojan?”
“Yes, I used your email
account to send her one of those stupid cat videos so when she opened the attachment it planted a bug that gives me access to her desktop.”
His face paled as he stared at her. “You used my email to plant that?”
“Well, she wasn’t going to open it if it was from a stranger.”
“I’m so not okay with that.” He wiped his palms on his jeans.
“This doesn’t feel right. A cat video? And she opened it?”
She nodded. “It was a funny
one. This little kitten found a fan and it kept attacking the air, like, trying to catch it with its paws –”
“I
betrayed
her,”
he
muttered to himself.
“Actually.”
She
turned
toward the computer and fired up one of the screens. “She betrayed you first.” A picture she’d saved appeared on the monitor. “The pictures on her desktop don’t match the one you gave me. Neither does the name.”
“Who’s that?” He stood up and moved behind Emerson.
“That’s Heidi Jacobs. AKA,
Hope Love.” It didn’t look like the sunny blonde with the perfect body he showed her a week ago. Heidi had plain brown hair, slightly crooked teeth, and an average body.
Still prettier than Em but she didn’t look like the cheerleader he’d fallen in love with. That had to be a bit of a shock.
She turned to see his face.
His brow creased and he
frowned. His normally bright blue eyes were dull and lifeless. She wasn’t prepared for his reaction. A knot formed in her throat. She had the strangest urge to hug him.
She gave her head a shake.
Hugging him was the last thing she should do, no matter how sexy he was. “Anyway, the good thing is she’s a girl. And she looks to be around the same age as she told you. I haven’t confirmed the teacher thing yet but there’s a lot of teacher type documents on her desktop so that seems hopeful.”
His lips pursed together as his face morphed to a hard anger.
“Is one lie better than another?” No, but there was a time for honesty and a time for optimism.
Optimism seemed like a good choice right now. “Well, it could be worse.”
He backed away, his hands clenched at his sides. His eyes were hard now, not the soft teasing pools
of
blue
they’d
been.
“Anything else?”
She swallowed hard and
went on. “I planted a keylogger while I was there. That will record anything she types from now on. So in the next few days, I’ll have more.
Hopefully.”
He nodded briskly, still
eyeing
the
computer
screen.
Apparently he’d gotten over his guilt about the spying. Funny how a simple lie could change a whole relationship. Morals were thrown to the wind at the first hint of betrayal. It reminded her why she was in no rush to date again.
“I want to know where she lives.”
Revenge was a risk in these
situations. And by the way he looked now, it didn’t seem far from his mind. “Hey, listen. If I give you certain information and you go off on a murdering spree, I can be implicated for aiding and abetting. I can’t find prime numbers in prison.”
Finally, he looked at her.
“Murder spree? No. I just want to talk to her. Find out why she lied. Is that so wrong? I gave her four months of my life.”
In some way, she could
relate. The time she’d spent on Jonah had felt wasted after he’d left with nothing more than a goodbye.
Four months was a decent amount of time to put into a relationship.
Finding out it might have just been someone’s sick idea of a game would piss her off too.
His eyes widened for a
moment, as if he’d just thought of something. “Is she married? Does it say it she’s with anyone else?”
“Her pictures are mostly of her and what looks like other girl friends. I