Highlander's Return by Hildie McQueen

Author:Hildie McQueen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Hildie McQueen
Published: 2012-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

Conor entered the tent where Liam had been taken. The sun was setting, which made the interior of the space too dim to see clearly. He lit a lamp and walked to the injured man's side. "Liam, are you awake?"

The injured man's eyelids lifted, the sluggish movements caused by the Laudanum the doctor must have given him.

"Aye," Liam replied. "Barely."

"How do you fare?" Conor felt the man's face, glad his skin remained cool to the touch. A good sign.

"The bastard ran me through," Liam scowled. "Bastard."

"No doubt he's also being doctored tonight," Conor told him, as Liam had reciprocated with a slice into the man's arm. "May even lose the arm."

Liam’s soft chuckle was followed by his head lulling to the side.

"Conor?" Dugan's head pushed through the tent entrance. "I must speak with you."

"Aye, and I with you," Conor told him, and stood. "Sleep well, Liam." He pressed his hand against the now-sleeping man's shoulder.

Conor followed his large cousin to the cart. Dugan always slept on the wagon, refusing to slumber in a tent. No matter that he became a ready target, the giant insisted he'd thwart an attack, claiming to be a light sleeper.

"Why did you bring the whores?" Conor asked without preamble. "We have not been here long enough to warrant it."

Conor shrugged, "I asked Calum and he agreed. Besides, it seems that the men are bored." Dugan scratched his chin. "Why does it seem more like a picnic than a battle?"

"You brought four whores, only three went into the tent," he ignored Dugan's question and motioned to the tent where he'd seen the women enter. "What do you suppose happened to the fourth?"

"She's in your tent," Dugan replied, his voice flat. "If the Englishwoman went to such lengths to be with you, who am I to prevent it." He continued, amusement in his eyes, "It seems Miss Westcott is quite besotted with you."

"You will take her back with you tomorrow. As well as Adam, his wife is about to give birth."

"A man does not leave the battlefield for such matters." Dugan's eyebrows pinched together. "Why would you allow such a thing?"

"As you stated earlier, this is nothing more than our cousins and the McNeils, arguing over some cows that wandered into McNeil lands."

Dugan slid his gaze across the expanse of land toward the other clan's domain. "I am to travel to see the McNeil at daybreak; I will take the two with me on my return."

"As long as you do."

"The matter with the McNeil will affect you," Dugan told Conor, and looked toward his tent. How do you feel about Miss Westcott?"

Conor was taken aback. He and Dugan were close. As cousins, they grew up together, and shared much over the years. Women included. He did not intend to share Victoria.

"She is like none I've been with. I find I cannot get my fill of her," he replied honestly. "I may take her with me upon my return, move into my own keep with her."

"Marry her?" Dugan asked.

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