He laid her on the bed and removed her slippers and kirtle, leaving her in her shift.Then he readied himself for bed, blew out the candle, and climbed in beside her.It was not long before he was wrapped around her and she had snuggled closer, and he breathed in her scent and let out a long, slow breath.
Everything felt right.
In the morning he would tell her his plans.He fell asleep with a smile.
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Chapter 15
The Truth Comes Out
Cormac was having themost delicious dream.
Until raised voices outside the door, followed by a loud bang, pulled him awake.
He was upright and reaching for his blade before his eyes were fully open, his first thought the woman beside him.Then he registered what he was seeing.There in the doorway stood Boyd MacKinnon, the Monk himself, and behind him an apologetic Seumas shrugging his shoulders.
He got out of bed and wrapped his plaid about him.
Boyd took in the scene, his eyes on the woman in the bed, then turned to Cormac."Shadow.Is there a reason why my son's godmother is passed out in yer bed?"
"Lady Fenella is yer son's godmother?"
"Who is Lady Fenella?"
"The woman in my bed."
"That woman there is Una Murray.Our village seamstress.My wife's closest friend.She disappeared and has had Bella beside herself with worry.The only reason I left home and hearth was to find her."
Cormac cursed."What do ye mean?I was told she was Lady Fenella Lockhart, the woman some men wanted to ransom."
"So ye got her to warm yer bed instead?Good grief, man, what is the matter with ye?"Boyd's voice had risen enough that Seumas took a quiet step back into the corridor.
"No!'Tis not what it looks like."
"'Tis exactly what it looks like."Boyd crossed the room and leaned down, then straightened with disgust when he smelled alcohol."Did ye drug her to have yer way with her?"
