Highland Heat by Jennifer Haymore

Author:Jennifer Haymore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2015-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Humming, Grace sorted through the mail, setting aside the two letters from families who’d been invited to her father’s upcoming house party.

“Well, aren’t you cheery?”

Grace looked up and grinned at her sister, who plopped down into the garden chair beside her.

“What’s not to be cheery about? It’s a fine day.” It was an exceptionally fine day, which was why Grace had chosen to read the correspondence out on the terrace rather than in the ladies’ sitting room upstairs.

One of Claire’s brows quirked upward. “So it is. But I’m quite certain I’ve never caught you humming in response to the weather before.”

Heat rushed to Grace’s cheeks. Of course that wasn’t the reason she’d been humming at all. But she wasn’t about to tell Claire that she’d spent the past week sneaking into Duncan’s bedchamber every night. That he’d been teaching her all about the pleasures of the flesh—and she was finding them very pleasurable, indeed. So much so that she spent her days feeling as if she were glowing, awash in the residual sensations of the nights before.

Grace focused on the letter she had opened. “Oh, look. Cousins Thomas and Jane will be coming to the house party. Do you think we should give them the Stag Bedchamber?”

“Grace.” There was a note of warning in Claire’s voice.

Grace looked up from the letter, pasting an innocent expression on her face. “Hmm?”

Claire glanced around them as if to make sure they weren’t being overheard. Then she leaned forward, her expression serious. “Are you being careful?”

Oh. Oh dear. Grace copied Claire’s scan of the nearby area. It appeared free of eavesdroppers. When she turned back to her sister, she was frowning. “What do you mean?”

She knew what Claire meant. But if Claire was going to put her in this position, then Grace was going to force her to explain herself.

“I mean with Duncan Mackenzie,” Claire whispered.

“Careful how?”

Claire blew out a frustrated breath. “Careful to not get caught, for one.”

Grace looked away, over the pink rosebushes that her mother had planted before she was born. She’d always loved these roses. They were in full bloom now, big, bold, fragrant splashes of color.

“I suppose not,” she said quietly, “since you seemed to have caught us.”

Claire groaned softly. “I haven’t caught you. But I do know you well, and I’ve known of your attraction for some time. You’re both sleeping in the same house, so it would seem natural for the two of you to…take advantage of that.”

“I’m glad I am so predictable,” Grace said dryly.

Claire grinned. “Actually, this is something reckless enough that I could see myself doing it.”

“So I’ve taken up my younger sister’s habits in my old age?”

“It is rather a surprise to me that I have turned into the sedate matron while you’re playing the wildling.”

Grace reached out and squeezed her sister’s arm. “You’ll never be the sedate matron, Claire.”

Claire laughed. “I think that was a compliment.”

“I suppose it was.” Grace laughed, too, because once upon a time her sister’s hellion ways had been the source of endless frustration for her.

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