A Highlander is Coming to Town by Laura Trentham

Author:Laura Trentham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

Chapter Ten

Holt shuffled a hand through his damp hair and pulled on a pair of lace-up brown boots to go with his green-and-blue-tartan kilt and forest-colored Henley. He didn’t have a sporran or the fancy dress shoes he’d seen Dr. Jameson wear with his kilts.

A frisson of anticipation had him heading to his truck early. He wanted to butter up Ms. Meadows. Her opinion mattered a great deal to Claire. While he’d managed to get his foot in the door without getting shot and they’d broken cornbread together, he’d like to gain her enthusiastic blessing.

But another reason niggled at him. After Claire was gone from Highland, Ms. Meadows would need looking after until she could find another live-in helper. Guilt at the way his father had treated Ms. Meadows made him want to settle the feud and be a good neighbor.

Claire gone. The two words stifled his excitement at their step forward. He couldn’t fault her for being honest with him. At least about the duration of their relationship. He wasn’t as confident she had been as honest about other things.

So what? He would live in the present instead of spending his energy attempting to excavate her past for the pieces of the puzzle she didn’t want him putting together. He could do that. Right?

He made the turn down the narrow lane to Ms. Meadows’s house and was at the door in record time. Claire answered his knock, and for a moment he stuttered for words.

She wore a version of a kilt herself, except shorter and much sexier than his. It was a traditional Christmassy green-and-red tartan shot through with gold. Dark-green tights encased her lithe legs. He tried—and failed—not to think about them wrapped around his hips. Her long-sleeved black T-shirt wasn’t fancy but hugged her lean curves. Her auburn hair was semi-tamed into attractive waves around her face.

He was acquainted with her amazing body, but she held him rapt because of something less tangible. Her magnetism onstage had made her the center of attention with the Scunners. She’d done her best to hide under the ripped jeans and layers of shirts the last several months, but now she’d unleashed it, and he had a feeling every eye would be on her tonight.

“You’re early. Come on in.” Her gaze trailed down his body, lingering on his kilt and legs with what he hoped was an appreciative gleam. She gestured him into the kitchen. “Keep Ms. Meadows company while I finish getting ready.”

Ms. Meadows was eating a beef stew with a wedge of still-steaming corn bread. She blew on a spoonful while regarding Holt with a tranquility he didn’t feel. “Heard you burned dinner.”

“You heard right. It was a total disaster.”

Ms. Meadows smiled before blowing on another spoonful of stew. “Didn’t sound like she minded, and here you are again to take her out. You two getting serious?”

Had Claire talked to Ms. Meadows about her plans to leave Highland? If not, he didn’t want to be the one to deliver the news.

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