Page 56 of Highlander’s Evil Side

Fraser kissed her. He smiled against her lips, unable to contain his joy. When he pulled away, she was smiling back at him. Her finger poked his nose, and he chuckled.

“We can set the wedding date in seven days' time.”

Fraser scoffed. “Seven days will not be enough time to gather information and plan for an enemy we do not know.”

“Then what do ye suppose we do, Fraser?” Beitris asked.

Fraser grabbed his leine and tights from the floor, quickly donning them. “I do not know,” he said with a sigh. “I suppose complying with my mother will draw out the scoundrel. However, I do not want ye in any danger.”

“What if he makes himself known before the wedding date? Perhaps, it only needs to be set.”

Fraser pursed his lips. He knew Beitris was right. The double would come out of hiding once the day was set, but what would happen to Beitris? “So long as yer not in any danger. We’ll capture the man before then.”

Beitris nodded, her eyes glazing over as she leaned towards him on the bed.

Fraser quickly looked away, knowing if he stared any longer, he would find himself back in bed with her. “We will not lay together until we are married and this is all behind us.” He shoved his boots on before slipping into a neat bow. “I will take my leave now. I wouldn’t want the servants gossiping about this in the morn.”

Beitris smiled and pushed herself up, moving to her knees. “Of course, my laird.”

Fraser tugged his leine down and moved towards her, giving her one last chaste kiss good night before leaving. She smiled as she kissed him, but his insides twisted with fear. He hated knowing Beitris was being dragged further into his affairs, worried what else would happen in the future. As he left her room, he strode down the hall, glowering at the shadows splayed on the walls and wondering if they would ever see the light at the end of this long tunnel.