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ventured down the hill toward the water, drawn like a magnet to its beauty. My head swept from side to side as I walked, but I saw nothing but a screen of trees all around. A frog’s throaty call erupted loudly next to me on the trail and I jumped, letting off a high-pitched squeak. I glanced up nervously at the cabin where Dad was sleeping, but there was no movement in the window.
“Oh, to hell with it,” I said to the frog, and tramped off into the bushes along the lake, trying in earnest now to find any trace of Aiden. Visions of him filled my head and my pulse quickened at the thought of being alone with him in the woods. Hiking up and down the hill, I strained to catch a glimpse of him, but with only the silver light of the stars filtering down through the trees, I couldn’t see a thing.
I didn’t want to call to him in my mind, since he’d specifically told me he wouldn’t see me until tomorrow. But dammit, I wanted to see him. Frustrated, I kicked a pinecone and it skidded down the hill, bumping into trees as it rolled.
“Aiden, where are you?” I muttered dejectedly to myself. Finally, I started back toward home, my slippers caked with dirt.
Here.
I caught movement behind me just before a hand came over my mouth, cutting off my scream.
“You make more noise than a wounded stag in the brush. You shouldn’t be wandering the woods by yourself at night.” His voice was playful in my ear, but the warning tone was clear.
I turned in his arms with a teasing smirk, my heart racing from the thrill of being with him again. “Oh yeah? Why not? Because I could get accosted by a wild, roving Scot?”
He chuckled and held me tight. “Aye, that you could, indeed. But not tonight. You’re safe for now, at least.”
I reached up on my tiptoes to kiss his neck. “What if I don’t want to be safe? What if I want to be taken advantage of by a crazy Highlander out here in the woods?”
He pushed me back slightly and settled me on my feet. “Nae, love. I’ll not lie with you while your Da is sleeping soundly in his bed in yon cabin. Or have you forgotten so soon the look he gave you when he thought I’d dishonored you?”
The shame in his face sobered me and I let my gaze fall to the ground.
“He told me at the lake today that he likes you and that he’s glad you make me happy.” I turned hopeful eyes to him.
He touched my face, nodding. “He’s a good man, your Da. While we were out fishing, I asked for his blessing to make you my wife.”
“You did?” The words came out in a croak. After the fiasco with the skunk and the toothbrush, I could hardly believe that Aiden had had the courage to bring it up.
“What did he say?”
Aiden’s face was serious and I got nervous for a moment that Dad might have said no.
“He said that if I ever hurt you, he’d find me and kill me. I told him that if I ever hurt you, I’d want him to. Then he was quiet for a long time.” Aiden grew quiet then, too, remembering. “Then he nodded and said ‘Take care of her. She’s all I have.’ He doesn’t know you’re all I have as well.” He brushed a hand through my hair and bent his face to mine. His lips were warm and soft, and my bones turned to liquid as he kissed me. I ran one hand up the back of his neck, pulling him closer. I wasn’t sure whether it was the smutty book or because I’d missed him so much over the last two days, but his touch sent fire racing through my blood and all I could think about was getting his clothes off. I reached down toward his kilt, but he stopped me, his hold tight on my wrist.
“No, lass. Not tonight. I promised your Da that I would treat you with honor and respect, and I will not lie with you while he is here. In fact,” his brows drew together, “I think perhaps I shouldn’t make love to you again until we’re married proper.”
“What?!” I flung myself backward out of his arms, screeching.
He glared at me, his lips set in a white line of disapproval.
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“Oh, to hell with it,” I said to the frog, and tramped off into the bushes along the lake, trying in earnest now to find any trace of Aiden. Visions of him filled my head and my pulse quickened at the thought of being alone with him in the woods. Hiking up and down the hill, I strained to catch a glimpse of him, but with only the silver light of the stars filtering down through the trees, I couldn’t see a thing.
I didn’t want to call to him in my mind, since he’d specifically told me he wouldn’t see me until tomorrow. But dammit, I wanted to see him. Frustrated, I kicked a pinecone and it skidded down the hill, bumping into trees as it rolled.
“Aiden, where are you?” I muttered dejectedly to myself. Finally, I started back toward home, my slippers caked with dirt.
Here.
I caught movement behind me just before a hand came over my mouth, cutting off my scream.
“You make more noise than a wounded stag in the brush. You shouldn’t be wandering the woods by yourself at night.” His voice was playful in my ear, but the warning tone was clear.
I turned in his arms with a teasing smirk, my heart racing from the thrill of being with him again. “Oh yeah? Why not? Because I could get accosted by a wild, roving Scot?”
He chuckled and held me tight. “Aye, that you could, indeed. But not tonight. You’re safe for now, at least.”
I reached up on my tiptoes to kiss his neck. “What if I don’t want to be safe? What if I want to be taken advantage of by a crazy Highlander out here in the woods?”
He pushed me back slightly and settled me on my feet. “Nae, love. I’ll not lie with you while your Da is sleeping soundly in his bed in yon cabin. Or have you forgotten so soon the look he gave you when he thought I’d dishonored you?”
The shame in his face sobered me and I let my gaze fall to the ground.
“He told me at the lake today that he likes you and that he’s glad you make me happy.” I turned hopeful eyes to him.
He touched my face, nodding. “He’s a good man, your Da. While we were out fishing, I asked for his blessing to make you my wife.”
“You did?” The words came out in a croak. After the fiasco with the skunk and the toothbrush, I could hardly believe that Aiden had had the courage to bring it up.
“What did he say?”
Aiden’s face was serious and I got nervous for a moment that Dad might have said no.
“He said that if I ever hurt you, he’d find me and kill me. I told him that if I ever hurt you, I’d want him to. Then he was quiet for a long time.” Aiden grew quiet then, too, remembering. “Then he nodded and said ‘Take care of her. She’s all I have.’ He doesn’t know you’re all I have as well.” He brushed a hand through my hair and bent his face to mine. His lips were warm and soft, and my bones turned to liquid as he kissed me. I ran one hand up the back of his neck, pulling him closer. I wasn’t sure whether it was the smutty book or because I’d missed him so much over the last two days, but his touch sent fire racing through my blood and all I could think about was getting his clothes off. I reached down toward his kilt, but he stopped me, his hold tight on my wrist.
“No, lass. Not tonight. I promised your Da that I would treat you with honor and respect, and I will not lie with you while he is here. In fact,” his brows drew together, “I think perhaps I shouldn’t make love to you again until we’re married proper.”
“What?!” I flung myself backward out of his arms, screeching.
He glared at me, his lips set in a white line of disapproval.
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