Reunited (Book 2 of Lost Highlander series) by Cassidy Cayman Read Free Book Online Page B

him coughing and yelled for him to come back out.
    She asked Mellie to take him up to the kitchen and give him a sandwich, thanking the boy for his help. He nodded and looked about to cry as he followed Mellie.
    “The fire started outside,” Lachlan said, returning from an investigatory trip around the perimeter.
    He looked disturbed, but quickly tried to rearrange his features. Piper wasn’t fooled but let it go for now. He held up some little scorched sticks.
    “This was used as tinder to set one of the wee bushes on fire. It’s a good thing the building is mostly stone.” He shook his head in disgust.
    “Did someone set the fire on purpose?” she asked, jumping to her feet. A trickle of unease made its way down her spine as she looked all around for the culprit. “Who?”
    He shook his head. “Let’s go inside, Piper. We’ll no’ settle this tonight. If the fire was indeed set apurpose, the culprit will be long gone.”
    He stared toward the woods. His look was menacing and Piper almost pitied the person who would do such a thing if he or she were caught by Lachlan.
    “Pietro’s going to have a nervous breakdown,” she said as she let Lachlan lead her back up to the house.
    He looked down at her curiously. “Who’s this Pietro, then?” he asked a little too casually.
    She snorted at his tone. “He’s in charge of the horses. The Master of the Horse, we call him,” she said, smiling at the title.
    Lachlan nodded, any hint of jealousy gone. “Aye, he’ll likely be upset about this.”
    Back in the house, she shyly led him to her bedroom. “Unless you’d rather go back to your own?” she asked, referring to his makeshift hospital room.
    He looked at her as if she’d gone quite mad and went into her room without a word.
    He immediately began shucking his new clothes off, tossing them aside with undisguised distaste. “I dinna suppose I can wear a kilt in this time?” he asked.
    “Sorry, not unless you want to get stared at constantly,” she said, staring at him now in all his naked glory. He seemed completely relaxed and uninhibited in his skin. “We can get you some more comfortable things tomorrow,” she said, drawn to him like a magnet.
    She placed her hands on his chest and ran them down the front of him, pausing to check his bandage. She wriggled out of her own clothes as quickly as she could and stood in front of him wearing only a smile.
    “I want you to see the village, the way it is now,” she said, continuing to run her hands down his body.
    He closed his eyes and swayed gently, clearly enjoying her fluttering fingertips as they stroked the front of his thighs.
     “And I opened a gallery, too. With things from the past. Maybe you’ll recognize some of them.”
    “That sounds verra nice,” he said.
    Piper kissed his chest, over his heart, then started downward, kissing the sides of his ribs, his well-defined stomach, his hip. He sighed above her and she felt the heady urge to make him weak with desire for her, as weak as she felt for him.
    He ran his fingers lightly over her hair and down her bare shoulders as she slid lower with her mouth.
     “Piper,” he said, then sighed.
    A tremor ran through him as she reached her final destination.
    She smiled against him and leaned back on her heels to get a good look, glancing up to see with satisfaction that he was standing as still as a statue, biting his lower lip and with his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
    She gripped him and slid her hand along his velvety steel length, feeling a heavy warmth coursing through her, spreading low into her core. Relishing the feel of him in her hand, she leaned over and placed her mouth alongside him, sliding her tongue until she came to the tip, then eagerly took him into her mouth.
    He groaned and stiffened, threading his fingers through her hair.
    He was fiery hot and smooth and she reveled in the slightly salty taste of him. She pressed her body closer to him, gripping his powerful hips. The