Findley's Lass by Suzan Tisdale

Author:Suzan Tisdale [Suzan Tisdale]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B0095M6XIW
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Findley woke to a most pleasant feeling. Maggy had snuggled into him, her head resting on his chest, her free hand on his stomach and her leg tossed over his. Her long auburn tresses were splayed across the pillow and bit of it covered her face. She was beautiful, asleep or awake, happy or angry, it mattered not; her beauty oftentimes took his breath away.

He held his breath, not wanting to disturb her or the wonderful sensation of having her so close. This is where ye belong, lass, he thought contentedly, here, with me, like this. Och! How I wish I could bring this kind of peace to ye, durin’ yer wakin’ hours. I wish ye’d believe in me enough to tell me what secrets ye hold.

Unable to resist the urge, he carefully brushed the strands of hair away from her face. She snuggled in closer and let out a most contented sigh.

While he lay there wishing that she would find contentment with him in other ways than sleeping, a light knock came to the door. A moment later he could hear Wee William’s voice from the other side.

“Findley?” he whispered through the door.

Maggy stirred again and hugged him tighter. He wished they weren’t shackled together so that he might allow her more time to sleep. He knew she was exhausted, worn and probably wanting a bath. As his mind wandered to mayhap being forced to share a bath with her, the shackles suddenly seemed more a blessing than a curse, Wee William knocked again.

Findley gently nudged Maggy’s shoulder. “Lass, we need to wake now. I need to speak to Wee William.”

Maggy mumbled something about damning Wee William to Hades if he didn’t go away. Findley chuckled and thought about searching for the key. Mayhap he could unlock the shackles, talk to Wee William for a moment, and then quietly come back to the bed. The image made him want to remain shackled to the lovely Maggy for a little while longer.

“Findley!” Wee William spoke a little louder. “Ye need to wake now! ’Tis important!”

The seriousness in Wee William’s voice caused them both to bolt upright. Maggy wiped sleep from her eyes as Findley climbed over her and headed for the door. One would think that after nearly a week of being shackled together, he would remember the shackles. As he stepped away from the bed, he pulled Maggy off it and she landed with a thud on the cold floor.

Irritated with his forgetfulness, she let out a heavy sigh as he mumbled an apology and pulled her to her feet. Together they walked to the door to let Wee William in.

Worry was imprinted on his face. He ducked into the room and shut the door behind him. “Findley,” he began before stopping himself. He looked down at the shackles and shook his head. “When are the two of ye goin’ to quit this nonsense?”

Maggy pursed her lips together and stood taller. “’Tisn’t nonsense, Wee William!”

He shook his head and looked at the two of them.

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