A Highlander for Christmas
“She had to have been mad to agree to meet Finn at midnight, outside, in the freezing temperature. But he’d sent her a message that it was urgent. The marquess’s men were sleeping in the barn, so she and Finn couldn’t meet there. But honestly, what in blazes was there to talk about? What was so important? Would they speak about how much they were going to miss each other? How different and empty their lives would be now? She rubbed her already red nose and willed the tear threatening to fall from her lid to stay where it was. She should have stayed in bed.
“Ye’ll need to get used to this weather, bonny Leslie.”
She didn’t turn at the sound of his voice, for she knew who it was. Besides, she didn’t trust herself to look at him.
“You need to go back to Skye before he tries to force you to tell him about Camlochlin.”
“I’ve already agreed to take him there personally.”
She spun around to glare at him from beneath her hood. “What? Why would you? Oh, Finn, when I told him who you were, I did...n’t mean for you to—”MoreLess
“Ye’ll need to get used to this weather, bonny Leslie.”
She didn’t turn at the sound of his voice, for she knew who it was. Besides, she didn’t trust herself to look at him.
“You need to go back to Skye before he tries to force you to tell him about Camlochlin.”
“I’ve already agreed to take him there personally.”
She spun around to glare at him from beneath her hood. “What? Why would you? Oh, Finn, when I told him who you were, I did...n’t mean for you to—”MoreLess
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