My Highlander Cover Model (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
She pushed away the nagging doubts that this connubial-type bliss wouldn’t last. All she knew she’d never been this happy. Making love every night and every morning, sleeping wrapped in the masculine embrace of the man she loved, exceeded every thrill she’d ever experienced. She felt giddy, flying high above the clouds. Insanely contented. It won’t last, an insistent voice hissed in her ear. She refused to listen. The glow from their early morning sex still shimmered on her skin. As she scrambled the eggs in the bowl, she heard the water running in the shower, and a magnificent male voice rose in song. Words floated in from the hallway: ale, heather, and something about the moors. She wasn’t the only one feeling happy. Pouring the egg mixture into the frying pan, she picked up the spatula and stirred them as they cooked. A muscular arm encircled her waist and pulled her back against a decidedly masculine body. Cailin. He kissed her neck and whispered naughty, Gaelic words in her ear.
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