“Nay, dearling, ye werenae dreaming. I love ye.” He laughed-softly when she hugged him tightly. “Ye neednae squeeze the words out of me. They will come freely and often now.”
“I pray so for I will ne’er tire of hearing them. Och, Iain, I have loved ye for so long and I was so afraid I would ne’er find it returned, that I wasnae the one ye could love.”
“Ah, Islaen, ’tis ye I love and I kenned it coming from the start. Ye bewitched me,” he murmured as he turned so that she was sprawled on top of him. “I will love away all your doubts.”
Propping herself up so that she could see him, she started to say that she had none, that her heart and her eyes told her he spoke the truth, but then she smiled slowly. “Weel, I think I feel a wee doubt coming on.”
Seeing the mischief in her face, he grinned. “Then I best love it away. Do ye think ye will need proof of my love often?”
“Oh, aye,” she breathed as she bent to kiss him, “in this life and beyond.”
“T’will be no trouble as long as ye love me back, Islaen.”
“Oh, I intend to.”
“In this life and beyond.”
“Aye, in this life and beyond.”
About the Author
Hannah Howell is an award-winning author who lives with her family in Massachusetts. She is the author of twenty-three Zebra historical romances, and is currently working on a new Highland historical romance, Highland Wolf, to be released in December 2007! Hannah loves hearing from readers, and you may visit her Web site: www.hannahhowell.com.
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