disappeared from sight. She returned her attention to her painting, and the hours slipped away. Her thoughts wandered back to the handsome man, and she couldn’t help thinking she had met him before now. It was late afternoon when she discovered Iain had fallen asleep in the church and gently shook him awake.
They walked back to the cottage with the horse in tow, and Melissa noticed Alex across the field. She looked at Alex and could feel the heat rising in her body. She waved and walked on to the cottage, certain her face was glowing like a 500-watt light bulb. How could he get her pulse throbbing through her veins with just a look from across a field?
The intimate relationship they shared at night was so vastly different from their lives during the day. It was his ability to reduce her to mental mush every time he kissed her. Damn he was good at kissing, she thought and her body tingled in response.
Evan met them on their way into camp. Iain left her in Evan’s care.
Evan chatted about directions, and her eyes glazed over. It was useless to point out the sun rose in one direction or set in the other.
“Ye aren’t paying attention,” Evan scolded. “We will review my instructions, ye ken?”
Melissa looked at him with a frown. “Instructions?”
Evan was frustrated beyond belief. “ Och !” he scoffed and threw his hands up in the air. He had to walk away at that point or he was going to do something drastic like strangle her. He left muttering he had witnessed a miracle—she had somehow on this huge planet, managed to find them. It had to be divine intervention because she couldn’t find her way to the glen.
She frowned again at his back because she honestly couldn’t remember what he was talking about. When Alex looked at her, she couldn’t think about anything. Evan was still ranting at her when he reached Alex at the list, and Melissa could see Alex laugh and give Evan a shove toward the training field. Evan shoved Alex back, and the fight began. Moments later Evan was running from the field, as both Alex and Daniel were about to teach him some patience.
At supper that night they recounted their valor and Melissa listened intently. They had lost an important battle. She could tell by their quiet manner.
Alex noticed her painting and looked at her wide-eyed. “Why did ye decide tae paint this?”
She became alarmed at the look on his face. “It seemed the perfect view of the Kirk.”
The painting got the same reaction from all of them. They looked at Iain who didn’t have an explanation because he had been detained inside the Kirk all day.
“Do ye know what you’ve painted?” Alex asked.
“The Kirk?” She didn’t have a clue what upset them.
“The graves are for our ancestors,” Gideon said softly from behind her. “It’s where the Baron and Lisette are laid tae rest.”
Melissa looked at the painting again. “The language on the markers was Gaelic, and I didn’t understand what it said. I just found a beautiful site and was captivated by the stone Angel and lovely garden.”
Alex put his arm around her shoulders. “This painting will be treasured by all of us.”
She sighed in relief. “Then it is a gift to your family.”
Alex looked at it thoughtfully and swallowed past a painful lump in his throat. “Ye ha’e a wonderful talent.”
They were called to supper, and Melissa sat down between Alex and Daniel.
“By the way, I met your cousin today.” The emotion was thick in the air.
“My cousin?” he said casually, but every muscle in his body tensed, and it was very quiet around her.
“Yes. He stopped to chat while I was painting at the Kirk. He said to give you a message.” Melissa didn’t like the silence. They all waited to hear the message. “He was very charming and polite,” she reassured them.
“Wha’ is the message?” Alex asked. His teeth were clenched together, and a muscle rippled along his jaw.
She couldn’t help but notice that Iain looked
They walked back to the cottage with the horse in tow, and Melissa noticed Alex across the field. She looked at Alex and could feel the heat rising in her body. She waved and walked on to the cottage, certain her face was glowing like a 500-watt light bulb. How could he get her pulse throbbing through her veins with just a look from across a field?
The intimate relationship they shared at night was so vastly different from their lives during the day. It was his ability to reduce her to mental mush every time he kissed her. Damn he was good at kissing, she thought and her body tingled in response.
Evan met them on their way into camp. Iain left her in Evan’s care.
Evan chatted about directions, and her eyes glazed over. It was useless to point out the sun rose in one direction or set in the other.
“Ye aren’t paying attention,” Evan scolded. “We will review my instructions, ye ken?”
Melissa looked at him with a frown. “Instructions?”
Evan was frustrated beyond belief. “ Och !” he scoffed and threw his hands up in the air. He had to walk away at that point or he was going to do something drastic like strangle her. He left muttering he had witnessed a miracle—she had somehow on this huge planet, managed to find them. It had to be divine intervention because she couldn’t find her way to the glen.
She frowned again at his back because she honestly couldn’t remember what he was talking about. When Alex looked at her, she couldn’t think about anything. Evan was still ranting at her when he reached Alex at the list, and Melissa could see Alex laugh and give Evan a shove toward the training field. Evan shoved Alex back, and the fight began. Moments later Evan was running from the field, as both Alex and Daniel were about to teach him some patience.
At supper that night they recounted their valor and Melissa listened intently. They had lost an important battle. She could tell by their quiet manner.
Alex noticed her painting and looked at her wide-eyed. “Why did ye decide tae paint this?”
She became alarmed at the look on his face. “It seemed the perfect view of the Kirk.”
The painting got the same reaction from all of them. They looked at Iain who didn’t have an explanation because he had been detained inside the Kirk all day.
“Do ye know what you’ve painted?” Alex asked.
“The Kirk?” She didn’t have a clue what upset them.
“The graves are for our ancestors,” Gideon said softly from behind her. “It’s where the Baron and Lisette are laid tae rest.”
Melissa looked at the painting again. “The language on the markers was Gaelic, and I didn’t understand what it said. I just found a beautiful site and was captivated by the stone Angel and lovely garden.”
Alex put his arm around her shoulders. “This painting will be treasured by all of us.”
She sighed in relief. “Then it is a gift to your family.”
Alex looked at it thoughtfully and swallowed past a painful lump in his throat. “Ye ha’e a wonderful talent.”
They were called to supper, and Melissa sat down between Alex and Daniel.
“By the way, I met your cousin today.” The emotion was thick in the air.
“My cousin?” he said casually, but every muscle in his body tensed, and it was very quiet around her.
“Yes. He stopped to chat while I was painting at the Kirk. He said to give you a message.” Melissa didn’t like the silence. They all waited to hear the message. “He was very charming and polite,” she reassured them.
“Wha’ is the message?” Alex asked. His teeth were clenched together, and a muscle rippled along his jaw.
She couldn’t help but notice that Iain looked
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