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Friday, January 17, 2014
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Sneak Peek Sunday
Scottish Highlands 1602::
Scottish Highlands 1602::
Lightning streaked across the night sky and thunder rumbled
through the mountains and glens, vibrating the floor beneath Kade's feet. He
sat at the table in his bedchamber, with a half-empty bottle of whisky before
him. He couldn't sleep. He needed to think. As was his way, whenever something
was on his mind, he didn't rest until it'd been taken care of. In the past, his
sleeplessness had lain with his duties, his family and his clan. Tonight 'twas
with Jillian.
He poured himself a second dram of whisky and tossed it
back. She had once again taken him over, both mind and body. After his guests, the
McMinn's left, she'd been moved, and Kade had gotten his bedchamber back. But her
sweet rose scent permeated his entire bed.
Knowing she'd slept there, her long, blond hair spread across his pillows, her
shapely legs tangled in the bed clothes, was almost more than he could bear.
Kade hadn't bedded a woman since his wife, more than two years
past and now his body was telling him to do something about it. A walk might be
exactly the thing he needed to clear his head. He dressed, lit a candle and stepped out into the corridor. Somewhere, a door opened and closed. He rounded the corner and almost ran
into Jillian.
She gasped, nearly dropping the candle she carried. "You startled me, laird." She wore naught but a nightdress that
Kade guessed belonged to his sister. Though
it covered her from neck to toe, it did naught to hide her visible curves. Even
in the weak light of the candles her shapely figure was evident. Jillian's hair hung loose about her
face, her shoulders and her breasts. Her
eyes looked wide and innocent.
Kade took a deep breath and steadied himself. Her nearness was almost overwhelming. "I see you also couldn't sleep. I hope I was not in some way the cause,"
he teased.
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