Page 14 of Highlander’s Dangerous Love

Colin’s hands were still clasped behind his back, and his broad shoulders seemed a little more rounded than usual. Something was definitely amiss.

“Are ye quite sure everythin’ is fine? You seem a bit tense,” she observed aloud, tired of tiptoeing around him like this.

“Aye. Early mornin’ start in the armory, is all.”

Gemma suspected that wasn’t the entire truth, but she did not press it.

“Dinnae work yerself too hard. I still need my future husband,” she said with a cheeky wink.

She was about to leave when Colin grabbed her wrist, his eyes full of longing.

“I dinnae mean tae be so short wi’ ye taeday. I’m sorry.”

“‘Tis fine, Colin. Ye are a busy an’ much needed man. Just dinnae forget me, is all.”

Colin maneuvered the both of them so they were in the shadows of an alcove in the stone corridor.

“How could I forget someone like ye, lass?” He asked, cupping her face in his hands. Gemma sighed and nuzzled her cheek against the palm of his rough, battle-hewn hand.

When they kissed, it was as light and warm as a summer’s day, just enough to be appropriate.

“Someone will see us,” she whispered as they drew apart.

“I ken, I’m sorry. I cannae resist ye,” he said with a lopsided grin.

“Come find me later,” she requested, her hand lingering on his shoulder as she walked away.

Gemma felt an odd sense of guilt wash over her as she walked away. She did not feel guilty for kissing Colin or even being betrothed to him, but…she still felt that something was amiss, as if there were eyes upon her — unfriendly eyes that were not Colin’s.

Unfortunately, her intuition was right.