Go Tell the Bees that I Am Gone (Outlander, #9)

by Diana Gabaldon

“FANNY AND CYRUS SITTING in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g,” Roger said as he came into the surgery. I laughed, but looked guiltily over my shoulder. “They’d better not be. Jamie’s roaming about like a wolf, seeking whom he may devour.”