Never Seduce a Scot (The Montgomerys and Armstrongs, #1)

by Maya Banks

You are receiving a gift, Laird. Whether you choose to believe so or not, you are receiving something more precious than gold.”

She may not be a mighty warrior, but one thing she’d learned after observing her mother, was that if anything could fell a warrior, it was a determined woman.

“Can you understand me, Eveline? Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” She frowned and then nodded, as if she found the question ridiculous. His discovery floored him. All he could do was stare at her in utter amazement. “Dear God,” he whispered. “You can’t hear, can you?”

“Aye, I do. I’d like to sit on the bed as you did and watch as you disrobe.” His eyes blazed and she found herself abruptly put aside as he stood. She stared up at him openmouthed as he loomed over the bed. “Then, my lady, I’ll certainly grant your wish.”

He was holding in his arms the woman meant for him. Nothing would ever feel this right if he lived to be a hundred.

“The little fool,” Graeme bit out. “What would I do without her? I can’t lose her.”

But now she was his. And nothing or no one would ever come between them. Not her family. Not his clan. He wasn’t ever going to give her up without one hell of a fight.

“I love you, Eveline,” he whispered, though he knew she could not hear him. “Somehow, I’ll make you hear me and you’ll know that I love you as fiercely as it’s possible for a man to love a woman.”

“My love for her is stronger than my hatred of you. ’Tis why I’ll not raise arms against you today. Instead I ask your aid in the battle against the McHughs.”

Robina’s eyes rounded once more in astonishment. It was an expression that seemed permanently imprinted on her face ever since Graeme’s arrival.

LOL sure does seem lime it.

She smiled, a more beautiful sight than Graeme had ever seen in his life. “I knew you’d come,” she whispered in a hoarse voice.

“I love you, Eveline. I’ll make you hear me if ’tis the last thing I do.”