Bewitching a Highlander by Roma Cordon

Bewitching a Highlander by Roma Cordon

Author:Roma Cordon [Cordon, Roma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CamCat Publishing


CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

“It’s not safe to be alone out here.”

Her muscles stiffened, and for a few angry breaths she was unable to process any thoughts. She gazed up at the foreboding, hard lines on Egan’s features.

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion.” She scowled, then swung back around. She was about to unroll her stockings, but then she huffed out a breath and turned back around. “I require privacy. Please leave.”

Even though he stood four paces away, she could feel the heat radiating from his body, as if she were standing next to a bonfire. How had he come up behind her without making a single sound?

“I see. Now that you have your father back, all pretense of cordiality is gone. No need to tolerate my company or moan with need for my kisses anymore.”

His voice was low and dripped with derision.

Breena shot up and spun around. “How dare you accuse me of offering it up as gratitude.”

He glared at her. But then his eyes flickered to where she’d undone the first few buttons on her dress. The heat of anger fused with an entirely different sort of heat on his granite features. His grin was mocking. “Wasn’t that what you’ve been doing ever since I told you Ian was alive?”

His words were cold, causing fire to shoot through her veins. Her entire body shook with the force of it. She’d never been this insulted or riled up in her entire life.

“How dare you insinuate I am a lightskirt!” Breena didn’t care if she was shouting.

Before he could respond, a shuffle sounded from a few paces away.

“Breena, where’d you disappear to?” Her father bored through the nearby copse of trees.

“I’m just washing up before dinner.” Her attempt to make her voice airy failed miserably.

“You shouldn’t leave camp by yourself, my dear.” Ian approached her with a pronounced limp, using a walking staff Craig had fashioned for him from an oak branch earlier. Ian’s eyes flickered toward Egan and he offered him a nod.

“That’s what I was trying to explain to her,” Egan said.

The arrival of her father cleared the angry haze from her head. Something needled her and she shot a firm glance from Ian to Egan. “You are concerned the Campbells will follow us?”

“It’s simply advisable for us to be prepared,” Egan said.

“We’ll wait for you behind the trees, my dear.”

Egan and Ian moved behind the copse of trees and Breena continued her washing. And even though the water refreshed her, remnants of hurt, anger, and uncertainty swirled around her with regard to Egan. After he escorted them home, would she ever see him again? A knot formed in her belly, and she had trouble swallowing. A heaviness weighed on her while she finished up. She then rejoined Egan and Ian, and they strolled back to camp.



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