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CHAPTER 32

Bertha beamed at Mary. “Come, lass, you must celebrate with us.”

Mary turned to leave the hall with the women when Edward cleared his throat. Slowly she turned around and peeked up at the laird. Surely he wasn’t angry with her. Not after having heard the full story.

His expression was still stern as he crooked his finger at her. With a sigh, she left Bertha to go to her husband. The women remained in the hall, either curious over what the laird wanted or to defend Mary from reprimand. Mary wasn’t sure, but she was grateful for their support.

When she was at a respectable distance, she stopped and folded her hands in front of her. “You wanted me?”

He crooked his finger again, and she huffed as she moved even closer. He stretched out his finger and touched her chin, prodding until she was looking directly up at him.

“You have instructions for me, Laird?”

“Aye, lass, I do.”

She cocked her head farther back and waited for his order.

His fingers trailed over her chin to her jaw where Heath
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