Ghosts of Culloden Moor 09 - Aiden by L.L. Muir

Author:L.L. Muir [Muir, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Scottish Romance
Published: 2015-10-13T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Preston drove to Harmony Falls at speed, pushing the van, trying to get more power from it.

Did she really believe she could escape him so easily?

He’d watched as they’d left early that morning. He knew of Zoey’s predilection toward going to the park first thing, and decided to intercept her.

It was time they were together.

He hadn’t known that overgrown, screaming banshee lived with her!

Rage tightened his grip on the steering wheel. She’d never even let him cross her threshold, let alone live with her. At the time, he’d thought her shy and innocent act charming. Later, the novelty waned and he’d lost interest.

But that hadn’t been his fault, had it? If Zoey had tried harder, attempted to please him, he might have stayed. But, it all worked out for the best in the end, hadn’t it? Now he had money, and he’d soon have Zoey too.

He’d be the complete focus of all of her sweet attentions. When she accepted they were fated to be together, he’d have all her adoration as well.

Between the two of them, they’d figure this out. He glanced at the bag on the front floor passenger seat. If not, zip ties, duck tape, and a .38 should convince her.

If only he’d known she’d rented a car, he could have stopped her from leaving before it was too late. He’d have slashed the tires as they packed.

Now he had to drive out to hicksville in the middle of nowhere?

She’d pay for that.

She’d especially pay for the fact she had that guy with her.

He knew she had a brother, and wished he could fool himself into believing the man was related. But he was too possessive, too protective, always watching. No brother behaved like that.

If it wasn’t for her companion, Preston would have Zoey by now. Zoey never watched out for anything. She seemed to flow through life, cheerful and elusive. If he could just get her on her own, she’d be easy to take.

And then she’d never get away from him again.

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Zoey sat at the huge oak table with her mother and aunt. With loaves of bread dough covered to rise, all three gazed out the kitchen window, through tinkling bells and hummingbird feeders to watch the discussion. Aiden, her father, brother, and uncle stood in a circle, faces serious as Aiden spoke.

It was good to be home. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed everyone, or how much she’d missed this white framed house with its dormer windows and large front porch. Set in the woods, the boxy house, with its two-and-a-half stories, arched entries, and built-in-cabinetry represented home, love, and laughter.

And as always the kitchen smelled wonderful, a combination of fresh baked bread, potpourri, and herbs growing in pots on the windowsill.

Aunt Thea tapped a long nail on the time-worn table. “Whatever they’re talking about, it looks serious.”

Like Zoey didn’t already know what they discussed.

Her mother’s expression set into stern lines. “What is going on? I know something is, so don’t try to tell me it’s not.

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