She didn’t scream, however. It would only make him angrier if she tried. Only it wasn’t Montgomery who held her. The outline of a large shaggy mane glowed with moonlight and she was both glad and disappointed it was Ewan standing there. For Heaven’s sake, did she want to get caught? Having Monty’s hands on her did give her a bit of a thrill, however. As loveable as Ewan was, he did nothing to make her heart race. Except for grabbing her in the dark. She tapped his hand over her mouth and he released her completely. “Jillian MacKay, what took ye so bloody long?” “Wha...what? Are you crazy? How did you know I was sneaking out?” “Ye have a bit of business to do, do ye no’?” he dropped his head closer to her face. “And ye canna get to it hiding inside the keep.” If Ewan had anticipated this move, then Monty would as well, wouldn’t he?
