What a Highlander's Got to Do by Sabrina York

Author:Sabrina York
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

Chapter Fourteen

As mortifying as it had been to realize Nick’s friends had witnessed their passionate kiss, Isobel had a difficult time worrying on it.

The kiss, that glorious conflagration, overwhelmed everything else.

She lay in her bed and stared at the canopy above her and relived it over and over again, until dawn broke. And then, because she was so tired, she remained in bed and continued to muse over it, until a maid scratched on her door with a tray of hot chocolate, croissants, and fruit.

She ate at the little table by the window, staring out at the sea, and then she crawled back into bed until Catriona came to find her.

“Isobel. Aren’t you the lazy one?” She laughed as she plopped onto the bed.

“I’m on holiday,” she reminded her friend. Catriona had always been one of those annoying early-bird types, chirping about what a lovely day it was and why spend it in bed?

“You’re missing all the fun.”

Isobel covered her eyes with her arm. “Lying in bed is fun.”

“Not as fun as taking the measure of the duchess’s guests.”

It was clear what she meant. The duchess had invited some handsome men. “Have they arrived then?”

“Oh, yes. Do come down.”

Isobel groaned. She was in no mood to socialize. Most specifically, she was nervous to face Nick after that explosion of passion last night.

What if she saw him and melted into a puddle?

How mortifying would that be?

“Do get up,” Cat wailed. “I canna be expected to entertain them all by myself.”

Isobel peeked out. “How many are there?”

“Quite a few. Now hop up. I’ll ring for Vera.”

No doubt Cat would continue to badger her until she did, indeed, rise, so with a great groan, Isobel sat up.

Cat took a look at her face and lurched back.

“What?” How bad could it be?

“You have wrinkles.”

“Egads.”

“From the pillow, silly. Let me get you some warm water . . .” She bustled off, which was a relief—Isobel flopped back down on the bed—but Vera came in shortly and she had to rouse again.

How was she to function as a human today, with no sleep and with a mind awhirl with memories and hopes of kisses past and future?

The duchess made it so much easier than she imagined. As Isobel and Catriona came down the stairs, she greeted them with a smile. “There you are. Did you have a nice rest?”

Isobel nodded. A lie, but a forgivable one.

“I’m so glad. Today we’re planning a picnic on the bluff overlooking the sea. How does that sound?” she asked as she led them along a wide hallway to the back of the house.

“Lovely,” Cat responded.

“Almost everyone is here. The children are assembled in the music room.” She smiled at Isobel. “They’ve been waiting for you.”

“Lovely.” By the grace of God, her sarcasm didn’t come out. She’d had quite enough of children with the herd of them running around Sinclair House.

“Come in. Come in.” The duchess waved them through the door.

Isobel glanced around the room, surprised to see these children were fully grown.

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