The Ghosts of Culloden Moor 34 - Angus by Jo Jones & The Ghosts of Culloden Moor

Author:Jo Jones & The Ghosts of Culloden Moor [Jones, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

A slight chill tinged the air as Lucy loaded boxed pies into the truck. After so little sleep, the crispness of early morning felt good. The sun would burn the chill away soon enough, leaving a nice day for the festival.

At least the pies were ready. Without Angus’ help, she’d have been most of the night, finishing. And without his gentle reasoning, she’d still be agonizing over Blake. She probably always would, she loved Blake, but she finally understood there was more than one interpretation of ‘ties-that-bind’. He was still just seventeen. He’d still need her support, but he also needed space to grow.

And Angus? What ties bound him? She knew so little about him. It seemed the few private moments they’d had together, succumbed to the intense attraction they shared. She’d have argued with anyone who said such a strong connection was possible in so short a time, until she’d experienced it. But it was more than a few stolen kisses. She cared about him. And more than that, she’d begun to open her heart and mind to new possibilities. She hadn’t let herself dream for a very long time. Angus had changed all that.

She wanted to know everything about him. All the little details that made him the man he was. When Angus first told her he wouldn’t be staying, she thought she could indulge in a few innocent kisses, enjoy his attention and let him go. That had completely backfired.

What if she was in over her head?

Somehow, once he left, she’d have to find normal again. But her notion of normal had shifted with Angus’ arrival, and she wasn’t sure she’d find solid ground again when he walked away.

Muted conversation drew her attention to the house, where Angus and Grif were just stepping off the porch. A few strides later, they stopped and Grif turned back as if he’d forgotten something. When Angus spotted her, he continued forward, his slow smile impossibly appealing. There was an edge about him that went beyond rugged good looks. Something raw and captivating she could neither define, or ignore.

“Good morning.” She smiled, as he stopped beside her.

“And tae ye.” He touched her hand, then lightly stroked her arm, triggering a shiver despite the trail of tingling warmth. “Ye slipped out early this morning. Were ye able tae rest in the few hours left to ye?”

“A little,” she replied. “You? My sofa probably wasn’t too comfortable.”

“I slept a wee bit, between thoughts of ye.”

Just as he leaned in for a kiss, she saw Grif exit the house, hurrying toward them. Though he’d probably already guessed her feelings for Angus, it might be too soon for a public demonstration. Grif would never judge, but he might worry she was getting in too deep since Angus had made it clear he’d be leaving.

She smiled her regret to Angus and took a small step back, forcing herself to focus on practical matters. “I just finished loading the pies.”

“I see that. But dinna we agree I’d load them this morning?” Angus admonished.

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