CHAPTER 24

She nodded.

“You’re cold, lass. Come back inside the keep so I can warm you properly.”

As he’d hoped, his words made her stir restlessly against him. To give her added incentive, he fused his lips to hers, his heat melting her cold mouth. Ice against fire. In moments, she was returning his kiss with lusty, hot, open-mouthed kisses of her own. Lord, but the lass was a quick study in the art of kissing and using tongues.

He’d spend a lifetime of being indecent in her eyes if she’d only continue kissing him thusly.

“Come,” he said haggardly. “Before I take you right here and now.”

“You’re a lesson in sinning, Laird,” she said in her prim, disapproving voice.

He grinned and chucked her cheek in an affectionate manner. “Aye, that may be true, lass, but you’re no saint yourself.”

Mary watched her husband as she ate the food that Maddie delivered after Mary and Edward retired to their chamber. He looked deceptively lazy, sprawled on the bed, hands behind his head and legs crossed at the ankl