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Her straight little nose wrinkled slightly “Tellmuscles and manly shoulders”

His gaze followed the delicate curve of her neck down to the neckline of her siown He could see the ample curve of her breast and he willed hiave a snort “Hurt a woman? Don’t be daft But all the same, I’d prefer privacy Remember, we’ve covered this already”

She began ain, her walk slow and hypnotic “You know,” she started, her voice dropping loith a husky tone “Private doesn’t have to mean alone”

He shivered with the pro what he thought she was suggesting? And where had his senses gone? Clearly they’d all rushed down to the swelling part of his body because his brain was actually considering her not-so-subtle offer “In this case it does” He took a step back, reaching out one hand “If you will excusefor her to fill in her name

“McLaren” She smiled sweetly as she continued to move closer “And you are?”

“Will Sinclair” He took another step back, his heel dipping into the freezing water Had he actually been contein circulating back through his body and into his brain “Now I o”

Finally, she ceased her advance, stopping about a foot in front of hi down his rougher skin and trailing over his neck He forgot all about the cold, and the functioning of his mind, as his body roared with need at the touch

“Go? But I just got here” Her palm flattened on his chest “Tell ood life here in the Highlands? Is this a place where one can ?”

“You’re not froed to push out the question in a raspy voice that sounded strange to his own ears Her touchway

She ran the flat of her hand over his nipple and he sucked in his breath as sensation tightened the muscles of his stomach This woman was the sweetest form of torture he’d ever known She lifted her other hand toward hi her touch, the last of his will to resist stripped away

“Nope I’m from Kirkaldy Just come for a visit” She stepped a touch closer so that he could feel her heat as she blocked part of his body from the wind

He raised his hands to hold that tiny waist “Who are ye visit—”

But his words were cut short as, with abackward into the loch His first thought was how could a wo? As his body hit the

icy water, he stopped thinking at all It was shallow enough that he had a difficult ti his feet under him and, as he stood, he blinked the water out of his eyes Swiping at the shirt, he cleared the away on his horse, his pants fir in the wind