Page 70 of The Devil in Plaid
She threw her arms around his neck. “I’m in heaven.” She held him close. After a few minutes, she pulled away and met his gaze, her eyes bright with excitement. “It worked,” she cried. “Our plan worked!”
He looked at her sternly. “Aye, it did, although ye surrendering yerself as a guarantee was not a part of our plan.”
“I had to, Jamie. Captain Tormod thought we had attacked him. He thought we were the enemy. He never would have trusted us had I not offered myself as collateral.”
He cupped her cheeks. “Never again. Ye must promise that ye will never sacrifice yerself again—no matter the cause.”
“But Jamie, I am lady to our people—I must do what is right to care for them.”
“Nay, ye must listen to yer husband—ye owe me yer allegiance and yer obedience.” He pulled her close. “Please,” he whispered in her ear. “I thought I had lost ye, and it near killed me.” He drew back and cupped her cheek. “Have faith that I will always find another way. I need ye to be safe, Fiona. Promise me.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I promise that I will never offer myself as collateral to another clan again.” She kissed him hard on the lips. “And I promise to love ye and never stop as long as my body draws breath.”
“Breathe always.” He kissed her cheek. “Love me always.” His lips grazed her forehead. “And know I will always love ye.” Then his lips claimed hers, and he kissed her with all his love. He scooped her into his arms and carried her from the room. He had no intention of putting her down until he could lay her on his bed and show her how much his soul burned for hers.
