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Authors: Maeve Greyson
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didn’t know better, she’d swear she felt the hot moist tip of the man’s tongue flick against the top of her hand as though he tasted her. She was left with the distinct impression he was promising even better
tastings
to come.
And his eyes. Mairi struggled to breathe between the ever-increasing thumps of her pounding heart. His eyes shimmered like bottomless pools of mercury. Unabashed hunger and
I will have you
shone in the depths of his liquid silver gaze. Mairi blinked hard and pulled her hand back, pressing it tight against her middle.
Mairi shook herself free of the heated spell and edged a step back. Thank goodness Eliza was in the room. If Mairi had met the man without Eliza looking on…Mairi blinked hard against the sudden image of them sprawled in an erotic knot across the pillows of the love seat.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Had Eliza accidently slipped one of her benefactors’ aphrodisiacs into the wrong box of tea? Mairi made a mental note to interrogate Eliza about that possibility later. She had been getting pretty absentminded of late.
“Uhm.” Mairi raced the tip of her tongue across her lips. Lord have mercy, her mouth had gone dry and her nether regions had gone so wet they ached. “Uhm.” Mairi took another deep breath. He was going to think she was an idiot incapable of stringing together a multisyllablic set of words. Mairi mentally shook herself. “I’m very sorry. It really is nice to meet you, but like I said…”
Mairi glanced over at Eliza’s smug expression. The woman looked as though she’d just gotten away with stealing the crown jewels. The victorious gleam in her eyes worked wonders toward calming the confusion currently holding her ability to speak for ransom. Eliza’s self-satisfied expression was just the libido dousing of ice water she needed. Mairi took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and turned her full attention back to Chieftain Sutherland. “As I said earlier, it’s been a very eventful day.”
Ronan nodded politely. “Rest easy, m’lady. There is nothing to forgive.”
What an odd way with words. Very proper. Very…different. This was not one of Eliza’s perspective benefactors. This man was…something else.
The chieftain’s eyes seemed so familiar. But how could they? Mairi was certain she’d never met this man.
No way would I forget meeting you.
So how could she feel so certain she’d looked into those eyes before? Mairi shook herself free of the inner turmoil and backed another step toward the door.
I’ll figure it out later.
She forced her attention away from the enigmatic man and turned to Eliza. “I’m sorry I interrupted your visit. Could you step out in the hall for just a minute? I need to ask you a question.”
Eliza made the irritating clucking noise she always emitted whenever she had been pushed too far. “Absolutely not.” Latching onto Mairi’s arm, she turned her back toward the chieftain and held her firmly in place. “Chieftain Sutherland is no’ just my visitor.” Eliza tightened her grip on Mairi’s upper arm. “He’s my…distant relative.” Eliza bobbed her head up and down. “Yes. He’s one of m’few relatives. He’s traveled quite far to have a fine visit with us both.”
“How distant?” Mairi’s rooted seed of suspicion fully matured, sprouted accusing leaves, and threatened to bloom with full-blown distrust. What was up? Why was Eliza trying so hard? And what the hell did she mean by distant relative? Did she mean distant as in a
distant time
?
“A nephew.” Eliza fluffed the hot pink layers of taffeta zigzagging diagonally down the front of her tunic. “Of sorts.” She smoothed her hands down her ample hips and drummed her sparkling nail tips against her black sateen leggings. “The two of ye sit and chat while I prepare a fine tea for us to enjoy while we have our lovely visit.” Without waiting for Mairi’s acquiescence, Eliza’s four-inch wedge heels thumped out happy quick steps
tastings
to come.
And his eyes. Mairi struggled to breathe between the ever-increasing thumps of her pounding heart. His eyes shimmered like bottomless pools of mercury. Unabashed hunger and
I will have you
shone in the depths of his liquid silver gaze. Mairi blinked hard and pulled her hand back, pressing it tight against her middle.
Mairi shook herself free of the heated spell and edged a step back. Thank goodness Eliza was in the room. If Mairi had met the man without Eliza looking on…Mairi blinked hard against the sudden image of them sprawled in an erotic knot across the pillows of the love seat.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Had Eliza accidently slipped one of her benefactors’ aphrodisiacs into the wrong box of tea? Mairi made a mental note to interrogate Eliza about that possibility later. She had been getting pretty absentminded of late.
“Uhm.” Mairi raced the tip of her tongue across her lips. Lord have mercy, her mouth had gone dry and her nether regions had gone so wet they ached. “Uhm.” Mairi took another deep breath. He was going to think she was an idiot incapable of stringing together a multisyllablic set of words. Mairi mentally shook herself. “I’m very sorry. It really is nice to meet you, but like I said…”
Mairi glanced over at Eliza’s smug expression. The woman looked as though she’d just gotten away with stealing the crown jewels. The victorious gleam in her eyes worked wonders toward calming the confusion currently holding her ability to speak for ransom. Eliza’s self-satisfied expression was just the libido dousing of ice water she needed. Mairi took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and turned her full attention back to Chieftain Sutherland. “As I said earlier, it’s been a very eventful day.”
Ronan nodded politely. “Rest easy, m’lady. There is nothing to forgive.”
What an odd way with words. Very proper. Very…different. This was not one of Eliza’s perspective benefactors. This man was…something else.
The chieftain’s eyes seemed so familiar. But how could they? Mairi was certain she’d never met this man.
No way would I forget meeting you.
So how could she feel so certain she’d looked into those eyes before? Mairi shook herself free of the inner turmoil and backed another step toward the door.
I’ll figure it out later.
She forced her attention away from the enigmatic man and turned to Eliza. “I’m sorry I interrupted your visit. Could you step out in the hall for just a minute? I need to ask you a question.”
Eliza made the irritating clucking noise she always emitted whenever she had been pushed too far. “Absolutely not.” Latching onto Mairi’s arm, she turned her back toward the chieftain and held her firmly in place. “Chieftain Sutherland is no’ just my visitor.” Eliza tightened her grip on Mairi’s upper arm. “He’s my…distant relative.” Eliza bobbed her head up and down. “Yes. He’s one of m’few relatives. He’s traveled quite far to have a fine visit with us both.”
“How distant?” Mairi’s rooted seed of suspicion fully matured, sprouted accusing leaves, and threatened to bloom with full-blown distrust. What was up? Why was Eliza trying so hard? And what the hell did she mean by distant relative? Did she mean distant as in a
distant time
?
“A nephew.” Eliza fluffed the hot pink layers of taffeta zigzagging diagonally down the front of her tunic. “Of sorts.” She smoothed her hands down her ample hips and drummed her sparkling nail tips against her black sateen leggings. “The two of ye sit and chat while I prepare a fine tea for us to enjoy while we have our lovely visit.” Without waiting for Mairi’s acquiescence, Eliza’s four-inch wedge heels thumped out happy quick steps
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