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"Tavis?" she called softly Once decided, she fully co one htened and he peered briefly over his shoulder at her

She alhed aloud when his eyes fleide and he jerked co over her wild mane, her loosened collar, her parted lips

"Lydia?"

She heard a hundred questions in his one word, and was thrilled by the knowledge that she finally had the right answer to give hi, you see, oldthe bench beside her "Those hands of yours …" Her voice trailed off, a wicked sparkle in her eyes Coquettishly, she wet her lower lip in an invitation older than time itself

"Aye?" There was a hoarse catch in his voice

"Being that they’re so talented and strong …"

"Aye?" His brows rose His breath snagged in his throat as Lydia hted Tavis MacTarvitt to the very seat of his soul

When Griht and entered the Great Hall, he stifled an oath and scraht back out the door In the hall, of all places! Lydia! And Tavis!

"Och! Love!" he grumbled to the stars that twinkled above him with dispassionate splendor

Three h the halls of Dalkeith-Upon-the-Sea

Hawk Douglas, bursting with pride, sat at Adrienne’s side on the bed

"Look at him, Hawk! He’s perfect!" Adrienne exclai her hair back from her forehead