She’d
lost ten or more hours to...what? Her
cottage and everything she owned had vanished.
And somehow, her ex-husband, decked out like a Scotsman, had just
happened along, claiming he didn’t know her and that her cottage had never
existed. She shook her head, winced at
the ache.
It
didn’t add up.
“We
need to go.” Devyn squatted in front of
her, broad shoulders filling her field of vision. He pushed his glasses up yet again to sit
square on his face. The right side
slowly angled downward as he stared at her with vivid green eyes. “It isna safe to linger here.”
“Why? You afraid I’ll figure out what’s going
on?” Her gaze settled on his knees. Very handsome, sexy knees. A silent growl of self-disgust rolled through
her. She needed logic, reason, to figure
out what had happened--not this ridiculous lust.
“Nae,
I’d like that just fine. But I’d no'
wish to end up as dragon fodder while you do it.” He stood suddenly and scanned the beach. “Can you no’ think while we go on our way?”
“I
can’t think if you’re going to stand there and yammer at me about ridiculous
things.” Focus, she ordered, but not on
his legs. Shielding her eyes from the
sun, she peered up at him. “Why did you
come back?”
“I
dinna come back. I was not with you last
night.” Devyn half-turned, then pivoted
back, leaving a restless toe mark in the sand.
He raked his hand through his hair and, making an obvious effort to keep
his voice even, said, “Lass, I canna leave you here. ‘Tis too dangerous. We need to find you a place to stay until we
sort out this puzzle. Are you well
enough to travel?”
The sun cast a
red-gold nimbus around his auburn hair giving him the look of a
warrior-angel. She didn’t want to admire
his strong jaw, the masculine blade of his classically shaped nose, and the
slash of high cheekbones. Or the
sensuous line of his mouth. She didn't
want to but she did. “I’m just peachy.”Available on Kindle and Nook
That's it for today. Hope you enjoyed these little tidbits of Altered Destiny. Have a Blessed Day!
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