"Aye, ye are right, and I'm sorry again, sweeting," he said, and pressed a kiss to her temple.
She nodded and let herself relax in his arms.
"Come, lie down a while longer," he murmured."The day will come soon enough."
She turned her head and kissed him softly, her hand against his jaw, the scratch of his stubble against her palm, his mouth warm against hers.When they parted he pressed his forehead to hers and they simply breathed together for a moment.
"Better?"he murmured.
"Better," she agreed.
He drew her down beside him, tucking her close, her back to his chest.His arm settled across her waist.She could feel his breathing slowing against her hair, deepening, pulling toward sleep.
The fire glowed amber.The inn remained still and quiet.
Una lay in the warm circle of his arms and told herself she was merely waiting for a better opportunity to escape.
She was asleep before the thought was finished.
So was he.
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Chapter 14
Second Day at the Inn
Acouple of hours later, as the sun was just appearing, Una awoke once again with Cormac wrapped around her.She enjoyed the feeling for a few moments before deciding it was time to end this closeness between them.She had to leave that evening, or at least before they moved on toward Edinburgh, and she could not very well do that if she allowed Cormac to continue to hold her close.She gently slid out of the bed, quietly washed, dressed, and went below stairs.
If she wanted to escape it would have to wait until late in the evening.Daylight held too many eyes.
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DOWNSTAIRS, UNA FOUNDthree of Cormac's men at the common room table attempting to stitch holes in their garments.
She stopped in the doorway.She greeted Maisie, then asked, "Have ye a needle and thread?Fine thread if ye have it, but any will do."
