How can you love me when I have caused you nothing but unpleasantness and worry since you pulled me out of the ocean?” Aulay had to bite back a smile at the question. She had almost howled it with despair. “I do no ken,” he said with a smile. “Mayhap because ye’re brave, and smart, and bellow at me like a fishwife when I try to get ye to do something fer yer own good. Or mayhap because I see ye everywhere I look. I see yer skin in the clouds, yer eyes in the grass and yer hair in me horse’s tail.”
