CHAPTER NINE
It was the morning light which woke Morag. She rolled over to see Laura already awake and watching her.
" How long have you been awake?" Morag asked sleepily.
" Awhile."
" And you have been watching me sleep?"
Laura nodded and gave her a good morning kiss, " You are adorable when you sleep."
Morag didn't reply and got out of bed, " How did you sleep after last night?"
" Like a log. It helped with you being here." Laura reached out and grabbed her arm, " Why are you getting out of bed? What's the rush? Jacob won't be back until about 4pm. We have the whole day to ourselves."
They stayed in bed, chatted, exchanged a few kisses but it didn't go any further than that.
" Laura, " Morag began but as soon as she said that, her cell phone on the bedside drawer rang. She glanced at it briefly, it was her niece Martha. Whatever it was can wait. It rang several more times and stopped.
It was around 11am when Laura decided she was hungry. They got dressed and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Morag suggested the Diner but Laura didn't feel like venturing out just yet.
It was in the afternoon when they went for a walk along the beach. They were at a deserted stretch of beach near Stewarts Point. As the water lapped at their feet, Laura closed her mouth over Morag's….
Click, click, click. Sam Tate eyed his wife as she melted into her lover's arms. He took several more photos and knew just how to get his revenge. He stopped photographing and went back to his rental car. As he walked, a wave of nausea swept over him. He hadn't been feeling well lately…he was off his food and felt weak. He headed for the nearest Kodak shop to get his photos developed.
It was around four when Morag headed for home. She had reluctantly left Laura back at the apartment as she entered checked the mailbox. There was a manila envelope inside with her name on it. She didn't recognize the handwriting. Her phone beeped and she read the text message: I Miss You Already-from Laura. She smiled and went inside.
" Where were you last night Aunty Morag?" Martha asked her great-aunt entered the house.
" I was…in the city overnight." Morag answered, " For work. Didn't I tell you?"
" No actually. I called this morning but it went straight to message bank."
" Oh…I was at a meeting." Morag explained. She hated lying-especially to her family. But no one can know about her relationship with Laura. She just wasn't ready.
" Oh, that explains it. I'll see you later." Martha left then and Morag ripped open the envelope as several glossy photos fell to the table.
Morag picked one up and turned it over and her face went white.
The photo was of herself and Laura on the beach!
" What the hell?" she exclaimed and rifled through the other ten photos. Whoever took them had a field day.
I thought we were alone! Who could have done this? She wondered. She gathered up the photos.
Someone knows. She thought with dread.
Joshua West's secretary handed him a manila envelope with his name on it. He pulled out a piece of paper. He didn't recognize the handwriting and it wasn't signed. The note read: I thought this will come in handy. Do what you wish with them.
Josh took out some photos and his eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. For he was staring at a photo of Ms. Morag Bellingham and her client Laura in a passionate clinch!
Whoever sent these was right. This stuff was gold.
Author's Note: I have an idea of creating background stories about my characters you read about here, for example Tim Young. Let me know what you think.