The Highlander's Honorable Savior (Iron 0f The Highlands Series Book 4) by Emilia Ferguson

Author:Emilia Ferguson [Ferguson, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ancient Civilizations, Historical Scottish-Irish Romance, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Era, 17th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Medieval & Ancient World, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Highlander, Rough & Tumble, Fantasy, Lifetime Love, Clean Romance, Romantic Schemes, Mysterious Scottish Highlands, Dark Ages, Beautiful & Feisty, Iron 0f The Highlands Series
Publisher: Emilia Ferguson
Published: 2020-01-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Arthur stirred, feeling warmth on his face. He blinked, and noticed pale sunlight falling between the leaves to glow on his face and fall against his eyelids. He sat up.

“Morning,” he murmured to nobody in particular. It took him a moment to remember that he was not alone. He felt a weight on his side, reminding him that he had not fallen asleep alone that night. He remembered his words. He looked around.

He stiffened. Beside him, Bonnie was asleep, leaning against his arm. She rolled off a little as he sat up, but her breathing soon returned to the even rhythm of sleep.

He looked down and studied her gentle face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth relaxed at the corners, all care and tension smoothed away by sleeping. The light shone on her black hair. He looked at the soft skin of her neck, taking this moment to study her covertly. She was so beautiful!

His loins ached as he let his gaze rove lower, to where her small breasts pressed against the fabric of her gown. He imagined his lips fastening onto her nipple, feeling the soft skin so smooth between his lips. His groin hurt and he looked away, hands clenching into fists.

“Come off it, lad,” he rebuked himself gently. “Leave her be.”

He edged away from her and tried to stand. He heard her draw a deep breath and her eyelids fluttered, then opened. He found himself staring into those dark eyes.

“What…? Are we…?”

“Easy, lass,” Arthur whispered. “It’s morning.”

He turned away and hunched over the fire, preparing fresh kindling so that they could at least heat water. He heard her stand and the crack of twigs and guessed she had gone behind the tree to relieve herself. He felt his body respond to the thought and his cheeks flushed. He had never thought like that before.

“What will we do?” Bonnie asked him. She reappeared from around the tree trunk, dropping to sit beside him by the fire. Her hair was tangled and the odd few leaves had caught in it, dirt marking one cheek. He thought she looked more beautiful than anything he’d ever seen.

She looked up at him with that strange mix of confusion and longing that set his heart on fire. He looked down at his hands, trying to get his thoughts together and make a plan.

“We’ll go to the farm?” he asked. “Not that one…my plan is, I’ll go there and we’ll ask directions to another place nearby. Where there’s one farm, there have to be others.” That was a thought that had occurred to him later on, while she slept. It seemed like a good one.

Bonnie nodded. “That makes sense.”

“I’m not happy about staying in these woods, lass. Not just because of outlaws, but because of patrols. I don’t trust the English.”

“No,” Bonnie agreed.

They sat in silence, thinking about that. Arthur looked around, already alert to any sounds or signs of danger. As it was, the forest was silent. He could hear no other noise besides the trickle of the stream.

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