Seana gasped at his candid reply.
“Wretch!”
He laughed and pushed her back upon the soft bed, then pounced on her, pinning her beneath him.
Seana pushed at his chest. “Get off me, husband!”
He grinned down at her. “You ask me an honest question, my dear, you get an honest answer.”
Seana narrowed her eyes at him, hardly thinking him amusing. “Who?” she demanded to know.
He wiggled his brows at her and pushed his pelvis against her, teasing. “You really want to know?”
Seana glared up at him. “Aye!” He opened his mouth to speak and she lifted a finger to hush him. “Nay!”
Laughing, he seized her about the waist and rolled so that she sat atop him. “Silly wench! God’s truth, the only other woman I have on my mind is Piers’ cousin.”
Seana sighed in relief. “Och!” She gave him a pretty pout. “You knew what I meant.”
His gaze turned sober then, and he curled his hand about her nape. “Believe me when I tell you, Seana, from this moment forward, no woman exists for me but you.”
She kissed him again, sighing with contentment. “I love you, Colin.”
“I know,” he replied with a roguish grin, and Seana could only smile at his cocky answer. He was absolutely intolerable, her husband, but she loved him fiercely—everything about him from his wicked smile to his unabashed arrogance. She plopped herself down upon the bed beside him, staring at the ceiling.
They had searched again all day but had found no sign of the lost woman. Everyone had been shocked by the abduction, and the clans had all united in their efforts to find the girl. It was a heartwarming sight to see, Montgomerie riding with the Brodies, and the MacKinnons had joined, as well.
“Will you search again tomorrow?”
He slid a hand beneath her back and lay beside her,staring at the ceiling as well. He sighed heavily, and she understood his sentiments precisely. If it were Seana who went missing, she would like to think everyone would do the same for her.
“Aye, we’ll search again tomorrow.” He turned to face her, holding her close. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”
Seana reached out to brush the hair from his face. It was the most beautiful face she’d ever seen on a man, and she never tired of looking at him. “You will never lose me,” she promised.
“Seana,” he said, sounding distressed at the possibility. “It took me a lifetime to find you again, and I vow I’ll never let anyone harm you.”
She smiled at him, hoping he could see the love in her eyes. “I know, my darling.”
Something thumped twice against the window, the sound, like two strikes of a small stone, caught both their attentions.
Colin looked up at the window with narrowed eyes. “What the hell was that?”
Seana cast a wary glance at the window.
“Damned cats!” her husband said, evidently deciding it was her father’s cats. “I swear to God they seem to know precisely when to appear. If I didn’t know better I would think their presence was deliberate!”
She looked at him. “Colin,” she said, “cats don’t knock!”
He pushed himself off the bed. “You’ve a point, wife.” He was halfway to the window when the thump sounded once more. “I’ve waited all day for this moment. Whoever is out there had better have a damned good reason to be rapping at our window!”
Seana smiled at his use of the word “our” and watched him tear open the shutters with a vengeance. She felt sorry for whoever was calling on them. Just for an instant, she worried it might be one of his old lovers,despite his assurances that he’d never brought any to his own bed. In any case, no one would disrespect her so, not on the second night of her nuptials, and she had every faith that if anyone did, her husband would set things straight.
Colin peered down into the courtyard, leaning over the sill to better see into the darkness. She knew at once when he began to curse who it was that stood below.
“You damned whoreson bastard!” Colin barked. “I dinna see you all day when your arse was needed most, and now you show up when I’m about to enjoy my wife!”
Seana’s face heated. It was only Broc, but it still embarrassed her. Men were crude, and these two were insufferable together. She had long ago resigned herself to that.
