The Witch Of Clan Sinclair by Karen Ranney

Author:Karen Ranney
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Scottish Highland, Regency Romance, Highlanders, Love Story, Romance
ISBN: 9780062242471
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2013-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

His habit of rising at dawn was proving to be decidedly unhelpful.

Despite the early hour, his staff was already moving about. He could hear them beyond the baize-lined door. No doubt he’d already been seen dressed only in his robe, escorting Mairi to the front door.

He’d kissed her there, with the door open to the cold November morning. His breath had transformed into clouds. He’d wanted to utter improvident words that were no wiser on this morning than his actions had been the night before.

Don’t go. Stay with me today. We’ll sit together in the garden, wrapped up in our coats, watching as the leaves freeze on the trees and the gray morning gives way to a slate-colored afternoon. We’ll talk and I’ll tell you foolish thoughts that ricochet around my mind even now. How I was as a boy, my bookstores, what I want to do with my life. I’ll learn of the paper, how it drives you, what you wish for your life as well.

But he didn’t say anything. He remained silent, giving her a quick hug before releasing her. She walked away from him, stood at the side of her carriage for a moment before opening the door and entering.

Feeling a discordant tug on his emotions, he wanted to stop her, coax her back into his house, talk to her about a hundred different subjects. Ask her opinion about a dozen different items before the council. Instead, he turned, slowly mounted the stairs and went to his room.

There, he closed the door, leaning against it, telling himself it wasn’t wise to walk across the room to the window, where he could see her one last time. Like a boy in the throes of his first love, he nonetheless did, placing his fingers against a pane of glass, willing her to turn and look up at him.

A last smile was all he wanted. Or her saying his name in that way of hers, as if she couldn’t decide whether to be sarcastic or charming and the result was a mixture of both. He wanted to hear her laughter again. Or that startled, abortive sound when her own body surprised her.

She’d been as swamped by passion as he, and the sheer surprise of it startled him.

What kind of situations was she going to put herself in, walking through the wynds and closes of Edinburgh? He wanted to caution her to be more careful, to know that daylight could be as dangerous as darkness.

Mairi Sinclair, however, was a force unto herself. She would say or do whatever she wished. She’d go wherever she wanted and there was nothing he could do about it.

He wanted to tether her to him in some fashion, but knew he couldn’t. A sense of powerlessness fell over him like the fog that rose as her carriage pulled away. As if the wheels churned up a cloud and she simply disappeared into it.

Or maybe she’d never existed at all and his memories of the night before had been merely wishful thinking.

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