The Lady Most Willing . . . (2013)
“Kissing the duke again was the last thing she should be doing, and it was difficult to imagine anything that might more quickly extinguish her desire than the possibility of Taran Ferguson barging in on them.
“I might have to kill him,” the duke muttered, pulling reluctantly away.
“Catriona Burns!” Taran bellowed.
“I’ve got to go see what he wants,” she said, trying to smooth her skirts. Did she look rumpled? She felt rumpled.
Bretton stepped away with a nod toward the door, but... before she could head out into the great hall, Taran burst into the buttery, his eyes narrowing when they settled on its occupants.
“Catriona Burns,” he accused. “What the devil are you doing here?”
“You kidnapped me,” she reminded him.
“Not on purpose!”
Normally, she would have blistered him with a scathing retort, but it was difficult to maintain the moral high ground when Taran had just caught her alone with the Duke of Bretton.MoreLess
“I might have to kill him,” the duke muttered, pulling reluctantly away.
“Catriona Burns!” Taran bellowed.
“I’ve got to go see what he wants,” she said, trying to smooth her skirts. Did she look rumpled? She felt rumpled.
Bretton stepped away with a nod toward the door, but... before she could head out into the great hall, Taran burst into the buttery, his eyes narrowing when they settled on its occupants.
“Catriona Burns,” he accused. “What the devil are you doing here?”
“You kidnapped me,” she reminded him.
“Not on purpose!”
Normally, she would have blistered him with a scathing retort, but it was difficult to maintain the moral high ground when Taran had just caught her alone with the Duke of Bretton.MoreLess
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