Page 126 of Only a Breath Away

“I canna, my shoulder.”

“Right, sorry.” I held tight around his head, and using my toes, I shoved his pants off, at the very end it required a kick that made a loud squeaking noise but then it was over. We stilled and listened.

He said, “What we need is a bagpiper tae play outside tae cover the sound.”

I joked, “What we need is to rouse the family and claim an actual bedroom, this is ridiculous. We are too nice.”

He chuckled. “I daena think anyone has ever called me too nice. I killed a man less than a week ago.”

His hand rubbed all around my skin, a delicious friction, then dove and played between my legs. “Are we supposed to speak of battles while in bed?”

“Nae, we arna, we are supposed tae say how much we love each other.”

“I love you.”

His mouth against my ear, the warm breath of him, “I love ye as well, mo reul-iuil.”

I tilted my head back and his mouth settled on my throat, kissing— “Say it again.”

He whispered, “I love ye, mo reul-iuil.”

I pulled him over on me and he drove up into me, holding my hand, his mouth against my cheek — ohmygod, my breaths panting, his hips working. We were quiet, bound, energy and friction, heat, pent up moans. We made love with the smallest of movements and without a word and it was explosive, if I could use that word for an act that went unnoticed by the rest of everyone — we imploded perhaps. His wet lips beside mine, low moans, heat. His excitement shown by the catch of his breath and his eyelashes fluttering against my temple, the way his grip on my hand tightened and we went deliciously slow, that long and lingering he had promised me, writhing against each other, a slow rhythm that built into a climax that was marked with intakes of breath — a gasp and a collapse on me.

He moaned.

We hugged tight and caressed.

“I think we were quiet, but I kind of wonder if I was really really loud for a moment there?”

“Ye were quiet as a mouse, but there inna anyone in the house awake who dinna ken what we were doing. This bed needs some oil in its springs.”

I laughed.

He kissed the side of my jaw. “We hae tae do that more often.”

I said, “Vacation, check. Sex, check, more often, check. Build a new bedroom. How long are we staying, do you think?”

He chuckled. “I think for a verra long time, tae really relax and recover from the excitement. But if Lochinvar is determined tae charm Tracy, we might hae tae leave earlier than we would like. I daena think he kens what the dangers are of a modern woman.”

“The dangers? How is there a danger in a modern woman?” I had my head on his arm.

“Ye ken, ye are goin’ tae argue with us oneverything.”

“That’s a danger? It’s more likely a help to you. Think of theinsaneideas you would have if you didn’toccasionallyhave someone push back against them.”

“Aye, but ye are forgetting, Kaitlyn, that ye are perfect, and yer arguments are always just right. How could Lochinvar ever get so lucky as I hae?”

I playfully smacked him on the shoulder. “Stop teasing, you’re going to ruin our after-sex glow.”

“I ken and I was only teasin’, mo reul-iuil, ye are perfect for me. I daena ken if other men would find it as easy tae find a woman who is perfect for them. I think Lochinvar is desperate and Tracy is the first woman he’s seen without a mate, therefore he thinks he can claim her —we might need tae move.”

I giggled. “Is it that dire? That a young man likes a young woman? Is it a reason to move?”

“Tis verra dire, things like this hae caused the fall of empires.”

We both laughed. I said, “Well she’s just a nice girl from Maine.”

“Even worse, I daena ken how we would explain the time traveling tae her. We need tae keep her away from the mysteries.”

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