The Billionaire's Kiss(74)

If he was hiding something from her, the whole girlfriend question could have been a way of masking his deceit, or maybe he felt forced to put a label on their relationship. Either way, why in the hell had he left in the middle of the night? It had barely been more than a day and half since she had admitted what was going on to Logan, and it hadn’t even been a day since she had pledged to be completely honest with him, but she couldn’t help but wonder if she should check up on him to see if he was telling the truth about where he was going. After all, she did have access to his calendar and his emails. If he really had an appointment, she’d be able to see so right away, and then she could rest easy.

She looked over at the clock. It was well past three in the morning, and she wondered if Charlotte was still awake. She needed someone to talk to, and she couldn’t think of anyone else. Callie couldn’t bring herself to call, though. She already knew that Charlotte say something about Pride and Prejudice or Wuthering Heights and how she would kill for a chance to spend any amount of time with a guy like Logan. Callie played through the rest of the pretend conversation in her head, all of the positives and negatives about taking Logan at his word or snooping on him and violating whatever trust he had left.

Why couldn’t he have just stayed? She wished that could be by her side again. What she had felt with him that night was more intense than anything she had ever felt before. Sure, the sex was incredible, mind-bending even, but it was more than that, there was an emotional connection, an openness that she had never had with anyone before. It had started long before the sex, much earlier in the day when Logan decided they needed to clear the air. How was it possible for him to run out into the night after feeling what they felt together? What would happen to that openness if she went ahead and spied on him? It just felt so wrong.

If Logan’s disappearing act had anything to do with Veronica, Callie had to know. She did’t want to be jealous or overprotective, but it was her job to keep him away from trouble in general and Veronica in particular. It drove her crazy to think that he had ever slept with a woman like that. It drove her crazy to think that Logan had ever slept with any other woman. What the hell was happening to her? Everything had been light and fun, and now it was something else entirely. Callie crawled out of bed and found her laptop. This would be the last time she snooped on Logan. Once she knew everything was fine, she’d tell Rich to cut the cord and forget all about Logan’s laptop.

She fired up the computer and waited for it to start. She still had time to go back. She still had time to do the right thing and respect his privacy, but she couldn’t. She had to know. Callie opened up her email and found the link from Rich, a spreadsheet listing the passwords to Logan’s accounts, and a link to access a backup of all the files on his computer. A few clicks later, she was staring at his calendar and combing through his emails for any hint of what he was doing. Her heart sank. His schedule for the next morning was blank. Either Logan was lying to her about having a meeting or the meeting was off the books. Either way, she couldn’t confront him about it without admitting what she had done.

She closed out the window and composed a new message to Rich. “All set with L. Please close out.” In the morning, she wouldn’t let herself have access to Logan’s computer. She wouldn’t have access to his calendar or his emails or any of it. She’d have to trust him. She just hoped she was doing the right thing.

Maybe this had nothing to do with Veronica, she thought. Maybe Logan was just freaked out by how fast everything was moving between them. Yeah, he was saying all the right things, but how quickly could a guy like Logan change? He had spent the past decade avoiding serious relationships, bailing on women after no time at all. Now Callie wanted him to go to the opposite extreme and never leave her side. Maybe she was putting too much pressure on him. What did she expect from him? A ring? A lifetime of comforting in-jokes and scorching kisses?#p#分页标题#e#

Whatever Logan’s reasons for leaving, the safety and security she had felt with him had left as soon as he stepped foot outside the guesthouse. Callie tossed and turned as she tried to fall back to sleep. The bed seemed enormous, and the air in the room seemed stiflingly still. The moon was out over the water, and she opened a window to let the sound of the surf drown out some of her worries, but she couldn’t help herself. She didn’t know what to think. She didn’t know what she wanted from Logan. Yeah, she wanted something more than a fling, but what? How serious could she expect him to be?