Sins Of The Highlander (A Highland Erotic Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
John took both of Aileen’s hands in his own and squeezed. He looked older than when she had last seen him. Gray streaks ran through his hair, crinkles fanned from the corners of his eyes and deep creases lined the edges of his lips. “It has been a long time.”She nodded. “Two years.”“And I see your beauty hasn’t diminished.”She gazed past him at the heavy tapestry on the wall. “Thank you, John.”John chuckled and she glanced at him again. His appetite for enormously expensive clothing hadn’t changed, but the English influence was even more present than it had been the last time she’d seen him. He wore a gilt-trimmed jacket and matching breeches with tall boots of the finest quality of leather. His shirt was made of linen, and trimmed with lace. His cloak lay over the back of his chair—wool lined with ermine.Yet despite the garish and somewhat feminine attire, something about him seemed gentler than when she’d last seen him. More thoughtful. She hoped this was a good sign.“I haven’t much time, Aileen,”
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