The Trouble With Kilts (The MacLarens Of Balmorie) - Plot & Excerpts
He could barely see his truck in the heavy snowfall. "Looks like our options are limited."She turned to him with a challenging look. Anger radiated from her, a sense of recklessness he was all too familiar with. "You have four wheel drive don't you?""Aye. You want to go for a drive," he said, not lost on the irony—usually he wasn't the voice of reason. "In this?""Where's your truck?" Her breath made a cloud in front of her. He pointed. She took a swig from the bottle. "Awesome," she muttered and headed out into the snow.Jamie shook his head. Apparently, she was in charge. And after what she'd just gone through, he wasn't going to be the wrench in her rash plans. He ducked his head and followed, pulling his keys from his coat and hitting the unlock button. The cab lit up, making it easier for Riley to find. She was in, with the door shut, by the time he got there.Once the motor was running and the heater on, he turned to her, not sure how to voice what was going through his head without sounding like an ass.
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