“I envy you. In my opinion, appreciation of family outweighs cooking or sewing skills.” He turned and faced her, pinning her with a searching gaze. “More than anything else, I want a family. I want a woman who will stand by my side through the painful moments as well as the joyful ones. I want children surrounding me and a happy wife.”
“That’s a blissful portrait ye’re painting. What about arguments?” She wondered if anyone could live up to his ideas.
“As long as they’re followed by laughter or”—Frank pulled her into the copse of trees, gently pushing her against the trunk of a large oak—“this.”
His mouth covered hers, his palm cupping her cheek. She sighed into his kiss, hands pressing against the hard muscles of his chest. His free hand slid down her waist and rested on her hip, pulling her into him. She could feel his hardness, those harp strings vibrating in her womanly parts. When his hand moved between them and cupped her mound, she moaned into his mouth.
Saints and sinners!His tongue continued its dance with hers; his hand massaged the ache between her legs. Heat roared through her body, and she clutched his waistcoat, afraid of crumpling into a heap at his feet. His hand moved back to her hip, and she felt his manhood, stiff against her skirt. He broke the kiss to leave a trail of fire across her jaw and down her neck.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Brigid? You invade my dreams when I close my eyes and enter my thoughts upon waking,” he rasped against her ear. “You make me forget myself, forget propriety.”
“Shall I apologize?”
“Never,” he growled.
She closed her eyes and let out a long breath.
“I may use yer own words against ye one day. I’m no’ a proper Englishwoman. I’ll never understand all the intricacies of yer world.” Brigid placed a hand on each cheek. “Be warned: MacNaughtons love with a fierceness and loyalty that, once given, is for always. And I think I’m falling in love with ye, my lord.”
“Think? By God, I’ll make you certain.” He crushed her body against his and kissed her. Hard. Demanding.
Her fate was sealed.