Page 26 of The Highlander's Virgin Widow
“Mine as well,” Hudson added.
The conversation then veered to the goings-on in the villages and how these strangers who had come from an enemy clan were settling in.
“A friend informed me that one of the Laird’s men forcefully bought some food and refused to pay full price. He kept saying that he never had to pay that much back in his clan,” Lesley said.
Keira rolled her eyes and rubbed her forehead with her thumb. “And how much of a problem is this turning out to be?”
“Quite a huge one, M’Lady,” Hudson piped up. “But the Laird doesnae seem to be making any trouble so far. All he wants to ken for now is who burned his castle. He is insistent that the culprit is one of our men because he was wearing the clan’s tartan.”
“Is that it?”
“Aye. It was mostly what he spoke about on our ride this morning.”
“And he didnae talk about anything else?”
“There was barely any conversation on the way, M’Lady. I would say it was more of a race than a ride.”
Keira frowned. “How so?”
As Hudson opened his mouth to respond, the door to the apothecary swung open.
Keira’s head snapped toward the loud noise, and she saw Evander standing in the doorway.Angry.
He must have seen the baby goat.
As he walked into the room, his feet barely touching the floor, part of her could not help but wonder if she had taken things a little too far.
“Leave. Now,” he growled.
“Aye, M’Laird,” Hudson and Lesley said in unison and rose to their feet.
Keira did this same, unsure of where this was going but ready to obey anyway. She turned to the others, and they made their way toward the open door. She walked past him but didn’t reach the door because,once again,his hand had clamped around her wrist and pulled her to a halt.
“Nae ye, M’Lady,” he whispered, his breath fanning her neck.
A deep flush crept up her cheeks, and she cursed the effect he seemed to have on her.
Hudson and Lesley did not turn around until they stepped out of the room, and only then did they notice that their mistress was not behind them.
Evander did not waste a moment, moving quickly to the door and dragging Keira along with him, his hand still curled around her wrist.
“M’Lady—” Hudson called, but Evander slammed the door shut in his face and locked it.
“What are ye doing?” Keira hissed, looking up at him when he finally let go of her hand.
She tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Nay. What areyedoing? Do ye think this is some kind of jest? Is this all really amusing to ye?”
“I dinnae ken what ye’re talking about.”
“Come off it, lass.”
“I still dinnae?—”
“I’m talking about the goat in me room.”
“Oh. That?”
