By Sandy Blair
Scoundrel, seducer, Sir Ian MacKay merits to be known as the Thief of Hearts. but, he's a guy with a undertaking: to come Scotland's rightful king to his ancestral throne. yet first he needs to discover the real identification of the mysterious girl whose good looks and wit have dazzled the court...and why she is fending off him. Can or not it's attainable that Kate Templeton is an English undercover agent? although Ian insists that no girl has ever refused him, Kate vows to withstand his scandalous appeal. best him on a merry chase all over the place Scotland is tips on how to defend her center. but a passionate war of words brings them jointly at last...and the single observe on her lips is certain.
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He looked into her eyes. " Although heat radiated off of her like a fired kiln, although she panted and her cornflower eyes were dark cobalt and unfocused, she still appeared unconvinced. He caught her lower lip betwixt his teeth and stroked it with his tongue. When she licked back, he almost grinned. Aye, he had her full attention again. His hand slid higher, brushing the curls at her apex in passing, and again settled, fingers splayed, over her belly, where he began to gently massage in slow, easy circles.
The wine which had tasted so sweet just moments ago suddenly turned to vinegar in Kate's middle. " Or die by. " She started to rise, and he placed his hand over hers. "Please stay, eat. " He released her hand and leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table and resting his chin on his clasped hands. " Aye, Ian decided, verra well indeed, and it had been too many seasons since a lilting voice had read to him. Decades, actually. Too, Kate Campbell did much well, kissing not the least among them.
MacKay was still staring at her. His gaze hard and assessing, demanding. " What ramifications would come from that decision she had no idea, but better no action than Alistair's blood on her hands. Now if only MacKay would listen. He shook his head, causing his golden mane to brush his shoulders. " Kate jumped a foot and plastered her body against MacKay's, her hands digging into his arms. Looking over her shoulder, her gaze raked the room for the intruder. " MacKay patted the small of her back.