In Bed with the Highlander by Ann Lethbridge

Author:Ann Lethbridge [Lethbridge, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-03-31T21:00:00+00:00

Last night had not been a dream. She would not allow it.

She glanced down at the words below the painting. They, too, had changed. Last night where there had been only a sentence, now there was a paragraph.

“Gavin MacIver last seen with his mistress by his cousin, the Laird Duncan, during a raid by British soldiers. He was later seen by one of the wall guards walking into the loch. It is assumed they had some sort of argument, though the lady denied any knowledge of him ever being in her room. The laird had the loch dragged for signs of his body, but it was never found, nor was he ever seen again. Only one of the many mysteries of the castle.”

She sank down onto the sofa, her hand pressed to her mouth. No. No. Oh, Gavin. No. Nausea rolled in her stomach, rose in her throat. She raised her gaze to meet those wonderful sapphire eyes.

“No,” she said out loud. “How could you? You would have known I’d find out. Oh, God.” She collapsed on the edge of the bed.

What had she done? She should have stayed. Her heart had told her to stay. The piece of her soul she’d left with him had crumbled to dust and what was left hurt so much she wanted to rip it out of her chest.

Could she go back somehow? Tonight? Would she be too late?

Noises from an adjoining room intruded. The sound of water running.

A deep voice howled then cursed. In her bathroom.

What new surprises did this deceitful castle have in store?

Heart pounding, she tiptoed up the steps to find the door ajar. She thrust it back, ready to yell blue bloody murder. It crashed against the white ceramic tile and rebounded, nearly hitting her in the face. But that wasn’t what had her jaw on her chest. It was the large male figure walking out of the mist toward her in naught but a white towel and a grin, shaking one of his hands in pain.

“Gavin?” She flung herself at his strong gorgeous bod. He staggered, but caught her fast against his chest, his heart beat a steady rhythm against her ribs, his heat radiating against her skin.

“What?” she squealed. “How?”

She touched his cheek, pulled at his hair. He was real. “It is you.”

“Aye,” he said, his voice a little hesitant. “I hope you do not mind.”

“Mind? I thought...” She glanced over at the picture. “Never mind what I thought. How can this be?”

“I told you my mother was touched by the fae.”

She nodded.

“Well, I learned a bit at her knee. The words we spoke last night... The tie between us...” He opened his hands with a shrug. “I wasn’t sure... But it worked.”

“I might have stayed in your time.”

“Would it have been so bad?”

“No,” she whispered. “When I woke up this morning, I wished I had.” Her voice thickened. “I wanted...”

He pulled her close, hugging her in his strong arms. “No tears, my love,” he murmured into her hair.

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