Page 13 of The Highlander’s Unexpected Wife

“Where is it parked?” Cameron asked.

“Two blocks over,” she said. “I wasn’t hairbrained enough to park on your lane.”

“Of course not,” he murmured.

She shot him a narrow-eyed look. “My lord.” She curtsied to his father, then turned toward the door.

“I will expect you tomorrow for lunch, Lady Alison,” the earl said.

Everyone froze, Cameron included.

Alison slowly turned. “I beg your pardon, my lord?”

“Lunch is served at one. Please be punctual.”

She looked at Cameron. He shrugged. This was new territory for him. His father had never requested a meal with a lady of Cameron’s acquaintance. But then, Cameron had never said he was going to marry one of them.

“Forgive me, my lord, but I am not free for lunch,” she said.

“Another luncheon engagement?” he asked.

She slightly bowed her head in his direction. “With my cousin Erin, sir.”

Cameron kept his expression neutral. She was lying.

“Surely, she will understand,” his father said.

“They are very close,” Lennox said.

The earl turned a cool look on him. “Is your daughter ill?”

Lennox’s mouth thinned, but he said, “Nae. It is simply that they are the best of friends. You understand how girls are at this age. Erin is impressionable. She would be hurt if Alison broke their luncheon engagement at this late date.”

Lennox was clearly determined that Alison not meet with his father. Cameron’s conviction that Lennox was behind Erin’s attention toward him intensified. Lennox had no reason to oppose the lunch between Alison and the earl.

“Please give her my apologies and explain that it wasn’t Lady Alison’s doing, but mine,” the earl said.

Alison hesitated, then said, “As you wish, sir.” She turned and hurried out the door with Lennox and Selwick close behind.

Cameron released a frustrated breath. He couldn’t allow her to leave with that viper. He glanced at the clock. Two thirty. He had another appointment, but Lennox was desperate enough that Cameron didn’t trust him to deliver her safely home.

Coleman entered with the footman, Davis. A thought struck. He could allow no doubt in Lennox or Selwick’s minds of his intentions.

Cameron addressed his father, “Trust me, Father.”

“It is a bit late for that,” he replied.

“Perhaps,” Cameron said. “But it will have to do.” He hurried to the door. “Come with me,” he ordered the two servants.

They hurried after him into the hallway, his footsteps landing hard on the carpet. They reached the door and Cameron pushed outside. Lennox grasped Alison’s hand as she reached for the handle on the carriage’s open door.

“Wait,” Cameron called.

Alison turned as he passed Selwick and reached her side. Cameron pulled her from Lennox’s grasp and into his arms. He cupped her cheek and her eyes widened in the instant before he closed his mouth over hers. Her feminine gasp of surprise caused his bollocks to tighten. Cameron crushed her full yet small breasts against him. She pushed at his chest.

“Trust me,” he whispered against her mouth.

Her brow dove down in a fierce frown. He feared she might balk, but thankfully, she only glared. Her head tilted and her arms hung limp at her sides, but her mouth came alive. Tongue floated against tongue. Unexpected heat flared in his gut and radiated into his groin. Her slight form aligned with his thickening cock. He shifted his hips and she snuggly cradled his shaft in the apex of her thighs.