A Highlander Never Surrenders by Paula Quinn

Author:Paula Quinn [Quinn, Paula]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780446552592
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2008-08-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

What is there to trust, save what we have been taught?

They were not followed into the black woods. Still, they rode on through the labyrinth of thick oak and birch for leagues, until the next morn. They traveled west, avoiding Killiekrankie and James’s waiting men, and did not stop until they reached the banks of Loch Tay.

In silence, Claire helped her sister dismount. Anne’s legs buckled beneath her from being in the saddle so long, but as she led her away, Claire praised her for not issuing a word of complaint. Graham watched them as they reached the center of the small, sunlit clearing and Claire laid out her sister’s pallet. His eyes followed her a moment later when Claire cut across the campsite and squatted at the edge of the loch to dip her hands in the water. He wanted to go to her, to take her in his arms and make certain that nothing more than her lip had been injured. Hell, he’d never forget how she looked when she told him she hated him. She was angry with him for making her leave Ravenglade and for pounding Buchanan’s face into the wall when she should be grateful that he did not skewer the bastard after seeing her bloody mouth. How was he to know that her injury was accidental? While they rode, Robert had told him what happened in Ravenglade’s solar. She believed in Buchanan’s innocence, and Graham could not fault her for it. Such betrayal from a friend was difficult to accept. He would not force her to listen to any more of his charges against the man she considered her friend. She was safe, for now, away from her brother’s killer. They had to tell General Monck, of course, but that could wait until after they reached Skye. What happened after that, Graham did not want to ponder. Monck would go forward with his marriage arrangement for Claire and Rob. But what of Anne, now that her betrothed was sure to hang?

Rob had said naught of the passionate kiss he’d witnessed between his best friend and his betrothed in the lists, and Graham almost wished he had. He had had many lasses—could have his pick of dozens more. Was he so black-hearted that he sought to take his friend’s woman? What was this madness that made him desire Claire Stuart more than any other?

He cursed fate for bringing him to her. How the hell could his life change so profoundly in so short a time? He could not think clearly on anything but her. Not battle. Not women. Just her. Her mouth. Her eyes. Her hair. Her scent. He knew how she walked, talked, ate, breathed. It was driving him mad. Hell, even when she punched him in the mouth he wanted to drag her into his arms and kiss her senseless. His gaze settled on her again. She snatched his breath away, even looking like a lad . . .

He moved toward her as if his legs had a mind of their own.

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