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always easy but necessary. He was a true
laird of his clan—just like you.”
    “You remind me of what I forget,” he
said.
    “It is the time of year for forgiveness,” she
reminded.
    “Then I shall, with some reluctance, forgive
Tyr his foolishness, though he will owe me a debt.”
    “I had no doubt you would,” she said and
kissed his cheek. “And I have no doubt that Tyr feels more indebted
to you than you would wish.”
    At that moment the twins, Tavish and Ronan
and their daughter Kate, came running to them. Cavan and Honora
caught them up in their arms and giggles and kisses were exchanged.
Kate, though small, pushed her way past her brothers to snuggle
comfortably in the crook of her father’s arm while the twins
continued to crawl over her and around both parents.
    Cavan felt it then. A love so strong that he
thought it would tear his heart in two, and he recalled something
his father had said to him years ago when he was but a lad.
    He heard his father’s voice now, deep and
distinct. “Christmas love is like no other love you’ll ever feel.
Revel in it, for it is a gift.”
    His father had been right.
    He kissed his wife, hugged his children and
gave thanks for all he had.
     
    ~ The End ~
     
    You can read how Honora and Cavan got together in Return of the Rogue , the first book in the
Sinclare Brothers’ series. The series continues with Under the Highlander’s Spell , The Angel
and the Highlander and Highlander’s Forbidden
Bride .
     
     
     
     

The Christmas
Ghost
    Based on characters from the book— Love Me
Forever

    “What do you mean you will not sleep our
bed?” Royce demanded of his wife.
    Brianna kept her voice low, not that the
servants would hear her they were too busy bustling in and out of
the great hall with bundles of pine to begin fashioning the
decorations for the Christmas celebration only a couple of days
away. She took a fortifying breath and shut her eyes for a moment.
It was difficult to look at her husband and say, “I will not sleep
in our bed until you chase away the ghost.”
    His arm coiled around her slim waist and drew
her slowly against him.
    Brianna kept her eyes closed and relished his
warmth that rushed through her and his hard muscles that comforted
as he wrapped her in his embrace. She couldn’t stop the vision of
him rising naked over her in bed from growing ever so clear and
sending tingles of pleasure racing through her. He was a skilled
and considerate lover and there wasn’t a time that she didn’t
desire him. She often feared that she was a wanton woman for
wanting him as much as she did... like now.
    She melted against him and his mouth came
down on hers and claimed a kiss that stole her breath away. She
wanted to linger in it, be swept away by it and let it end with
Royce carrying her to their bed chamber and making love—
    Bed chamber .
    Brianna wiggled out of his arms, not an easy
task since her husband’s strength was the source of legends. He was
a Highlander warrior known for his fearlessness and tremendous
strength. But to her, he was a tender and loving man, which made
her demand all the more difficult and sounded ridiculous to her own
ears.
    “I will not return to our bed chamber until
you banish the ghost.”
    Royce shook his head. “There is no
ghost.”
    “Then who tugs at my toes at night waking me
and moves things around in our bed chamber?” Brianna raised her
hand stopping him from responding. “Do not bother to tell me that
the tugs are nothing more than dreams. The servants have been
refusing to enter the room noticing themselves that things have
been moved around that normally are not. They believe it is
haunted.” She took a breath. “They believe in the legend of the
Christmas ghost.”
    “It is pure nonsense,” Royce snapped. “There
is no Christmas ghost.”
    “Then find the prankster responsible. Until
then I will sleep in our daughter’s bed chamber.”
    “That bed is not big enough for us both.”
    “Then