spotting them. After all, how many giant polar bears lived in Scotland these days? Not many and Duncan would wager that he knew every one of them.
“I’ve been thinking that we should head out tae the city after the holidays.”
“Why wait?” Jamie slowed to a stop. “With everyone out shopping for gifts and their holiday dinner, right now might be a better idea. There’s bound tae be more people in town than usual.”
“Aye, I suppose you’d be right, but we’ve looked at women around here for years and none of them set my blood afire as they should.” Duncan shook his head. “If I were a betting man,” he paused to grin at Jamie, “and ye know I am, I’d wager that we’d find a mate in a larger city, Glasgow or London even.”
“You’re probably right,” Jamie said with a nod. “We’ve been looking around here for centuries and what has that gotten us but a pack of loneliness?”
“I know why ye haven’t found a mate yet.” Duncan stared at Jamie, his expression unreadable. “Do ye want me tae tell ye what it is?”
“I dinnae know.” Jamie narrowed his eyes. “Are ye gonna be serious, or are ye just screwing with me?”
Duncan wrapped his arm around Jamie’s shoulder and pulled him close. “It’s because they cannae quite stand the sight of your ugly mug.”
“Kiss it!” Jamie shoved him away. “We both know it’s you the women find offensive.”
“Ah, but that washes off.” Duncan chuckled and they started to wrestle, despite their nakedness.
After a few minutes, two turtledoves flew over their heads, dipping and swirling about as if to get their attention. The men stopped what they were doing and watched them.
“What do ye think is the matter with those barmy birds?” Jamie asked as they both stared up at them.
They continued to swirl and dip, every once in a while, diving toward their heads, then flying back the way they came. The two birds repeated the process several times before Duncan elbowed Jamie.
“What do ye think? It looks as though they want us tae follow them.”
Jamie sighed. “Aye, it does. What do ye think they want with a couple of bears?” He frowned. “Shouldna they be afraid of us instead of trying tae get us tae follow them?”
“I’d think so,” Duncan said with a nod. “Still, whatever it is, it cannae be good.” He stepped forward, dressing himself with a thought. If he was going to be daft enough to follow those two birds, he planned to do it dressed. Running naked was one thing. Trudging around the woods without a stitch of clothing on was just asking for trouble.
Clothing suddenly appeared to cover Jamie’s naked ass and Duncan smiled. “It’s about time ye covered that up. Your cock was like tae disappear from the cold before long.”
“Oh, shut it, ye ass,” was Jamie’s only reply.
* * * *
Lara felt as though she’d walked for miles when she lost sight of the birds. She spun around, looking for them, but couldn’t find them anywhere. “Figures.” She sighed and sat down on a fallen log. “I’m dead anyway. I’ll never survive a night out here in the cold.” She looked around for a cave, hoping to find some shelter, something where she could get in out of the cold. Even if she could manage to find a place that blocked the breeze, she would be a step ahead of where she was at the moment. She had stopped shivering some time ago, which Lara took as a sign that her body temperature had already dropped sufficiently enough to be considered in a state of hypothermia.
Sighing, Lara set her elbows on her knees and rested her chin in her hands. She looked around at the forest alight with the glow of the full moon on the pristine snow. “I guess if I have to die, I picked a beautiful spot.” At least her last look at the world would be the vast, untouched scene before her instead of some muddy, rutted road in the middle of nowhere.
Dying was something Lara had expected to do sooner or later. After all, humans began to die
“I’ve been thinking that we should head out tae the city after the holidays.”
“Why wait?” Jamie slowed to a stop. “With everyone out shopping for gifts and their holiday dinner, right now might be a better idea. There’s bound tae be more people in town than usual.”
“Aye, I suppose you’d be right, but we’ve looked at women around here for years and none of them set my blood afire as they should.” Duncan shook his head. “If I were a betting man,” he paused to grin at Jamie, “and ye know I am, I’d wager that we’d find a mate in a larger city, Glasgow or London even.”
“You’re probably right,” Jamie said with a nod. “We’ve been looking around here for centuries and what has that gotten us but a pack of loneliness?”
“I know why ye haven’t found a mate yet.” Duncan stared at Jamie, his expression unreadable. “Do ye want me tae tell ye what it is?”
“I dinnae know.” Jamie narrowed his eyes. “Are ye gonna be serious, or are ye just screwing with me?”
Duncan wrapped his arm around Jamie’s shoulder and pulled him close. “It’s because they cannae quite stand the sight of your ugly mug.”
“Kiss it!” Jamie shoved him away. “We both know it’s you the women find offensive.”
“Ah, but that washes off.” Duncan chuckled and they started to wrestle, despite their nakedness.
After a few minutes, two turtledoves flew over their heads, dipping and swirling about as if to get their attention. The men stopped what they were doing and watched them.
“What do ye think is the matter with those barmy birds?” Jamie asked as they both stared up at them.
They continued to swirl and dip, every once in a while, diving toward their heads, then flying back the way they came. The two birds repeated the process several times before Duncan elbowed Jamie.
“What do ye think? It looks as though they want us tae follow them.”
Jamie sighed. “Aye, it does. What do ye think they want with a couple of bears?” He frowned. “Shouldna they be afraid of us instead of trying tae get us tae follow them?”
“I’d think so,” Duncan said with a nod. “Still, whatever it is, it cannae be good.” He stepped forward, dressing himself with a thought. If he was going to be daft enough to follow those two birds, he planned to do it dressed. Running naked was one thing. Trudging around the woods without a stitch of clothing on was just asking for trouble.
Clothing suddenly appeared to cover Jamie’s naked ass and Duncan smiled. “It’s about time ye covered that up. Your cock was like tae disappear from the cold before long.”
“Oh, shut it, ye ass,” was Jamie’s only reply.
* * * *
Lara felt as though she’d walked for miles when she lost sight of the birds. She spun around, looking for them, but couldn’t find them anywhere. “Figures.” She sighed and sat down on a fallen log. “I’m dead anyway. I’ll never survive a night out here in the cold.” She looked around for a cave, hoping to find some shelter, something where she could get in out of the cold. Even if she could manage to find a place that blocked the breeze, she would be a step ahead of where she was at the moment. She had stopped shivering some time ago, which Lara took as a sign that her body temperature had already dropped sufficiently enough to be considered in a state of hypothermia.
Sighing, Lara set her elbows on her knees and rested her chin in her hands. She looked around at the forest alight with the glow of the full moon on the pristine snow. “I guess if I have to die, I picked a beautiful spot.” At least her last look at the world would be the vast, untouched scene before her instead of some muddy, rutted road in the middle of nowhere.
Dying was something Lara had expected to do sooner or later. After all, humans began to die
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