CHAPTER SEVEN

Morag could not tell when one kiss ended and the next began. This is the right time, Morag thought, tell her now!

" Laura?" she said between kisses, " I uh, need to tell you something."

Laura pulled Morag closer, closing the gap between them. She kissed her neck,

" Cant it wait?" she whispered before her mouth settled once more on hers.

Morag pulled back, " No it can't, I've been trying to tell you ever since you were found, but every time I tried, we'd get interrupted. Laura, I-" and that was when they heard soft footsteps outside the apartment. " Jacob's home." Morag said feeling disappointed-the moment was lost.

Laura smiled and kissed her on the lips just as the door swung open.

" Hi Mum," Jacob said and glanced at Morag, " What's she doing here?"

" Keeping me company." Laura replied smoothly as Morag headed out the door, " Tomorrow night Morag?" her girlfriend nodded before leaving.

" How was school?" Laura followed her son into the kitchen.

" Okay," Jacob said, " I've missed some things though, hope I can catch up."

" I'm sure you will. You're a smart boy." Laura said as she began sorting out what to cook them for dinner.

" Oh, Tim's invited me to stay over on Saturday night. Can I go?" Jacob asked. Tim had asked him today and Jacob had declined. Tim had persuaded him though, the whole gang was going to be there.

" I don't see why not. Is his mother okay with it?"

Tim's mother doesn't really care, Jacob thought, " Sure." He replied, " I'll be home Sunday, I can catch a bus home."

" If it's okay with you I'd rather pick you up."

" Mum…you don't need to keep an eye on me all the time. Dad's dead…he can't harm me anymore."

" I know it's just that-"

" Mum, I'll be fine." Jacob insisted.

Laura nodded but she was still afraid-for both of them.

You will have the apartment to yourself the whole night. Why not invite Morag over for some quality time? Laura thought to herself.

The following night, Jacob arrived at Tim's house. He was surprised at the neat, tidy place Tim lived at. He was expecting some run down, unkempt house. The house was double storey with a long driveway. It looked very flash-was Tim actually rich?

He rang the doorbell and a woman answered. She had iron-grey hair and steely blue eyes-Tim's eyes.

" Yes?"

" Hi…I'm Jacob. Tim invited me?"

" Oh yes, you're the first one here." The woman let him in, " His room is upstairs, first door."

" Thanks Mrs. Young." Jacob found Tim's room. It was extremely messy, he couldn't even see the carpet.

" Hey." Tim was lounging on his double bed, flipping through a magazine, " Glad you came."

" The others aren't here yet?"

" Not everyone is coming, only David, Trent and Oliver can make it." Tim shrugged, " the other two have really strict parents." He reached under the bed and pulled out a six-pack of beer, " Want one?"

" Where did you get those?" Jacob demanded.

" From Noah's. I've already had two." Tim pulled one out and tossed it to him, " Drink up. There's more where that came from."

Jacob stared at the can. He's only tasted beer once, from his old man two years ago and he nearly puked. He couldn't stand the stuff and always wondered why other guys lived on the stuff.

Jacob opened the can and took a tentative sip. Then he took a longer swallow and almost gagged. The beer was terrible!

" We're going to the diner for dinner and then have a bonfire on the beach."

" Okay." Jacob nodded and took another gulp. He wished he had never come after all.

Sam Tate watched as his wife left the surf club, carrying a bottle of wine. He watched as she got into her car and drive off. He followed at a safe distance as she drove home to her apartment. She got out and was greeted by her solicitor, Morag Bellingham. What happened next stunned him-Laura had leaned over and kissed Morag right on the lips! He watched with his mouth open as the kiss turned passionate. How long has this been going on?

He smiled grimly to himself as he watched the two women kissing. This new information would come in very handy indeed.

Morag and Laura easily finished the bottle of wine between them. Laura sighed as she put down her wine glass, " I really should take it easy…but it makes me forget things for awhile."

Morag nodded in agreement as their mouths met for a lingering kiss, being with Laura made her forget things too. " Now I've too much to drink-I can't drive home."

" Who says you're going home? You're staying here tonight." Laura replied.

" Laura, you know I'm not-"

" You can sleep in the spare room." Laura assured her even thought she wouldn't have minded if Morag shared her bed with her. But Laura respected her wishes.

It was around midnight when they decided to turn in. Laura got the spare bed ready and went back into her bedroom to close the window. As she did, she had the strongest feeling she was being watched. She whirled around and screamed.

Sam Tate was standing right in front of her!