Spitfire (Puffin Cove)

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Authors: Carla Doolin
got into you? Say hello to Laura and stop being such a shit." Landon was actually shocked. Kane could be pretty grumpy at times, but he had never known him to be purposely rude to a total stranger before.
    Laura 's husky chuckle rolled to Landon. "No worries, mate. I've known my share of bad manners." She leaned forward to whisper, "Some people just can't help being assholes."
    Landon choked out a laugh and Sweeney mocked a point for Laura in the air.
    "Oh, yeah . I like you just fine, Lady Laura."
    Kane slid his ass off the stool and planted his booted feet on the floor . "Well, I'm off to me own devices, boyo. Watch yerself gettin' to where yer goin', Spitfire." He tossed some bills onto the bar and stalked out into the wind without a backward glance.
    Landon watched with amusement as Laura eyes followed that ass as he went.
     
    Stupid bleedin' tourist. Didn't she know that she could easily have been killed?
    Kan e figured the cream Touareg was hers. Parked like shite, too. But, Jaysus, she was gorgeous. All that glorious auburn hair, the dusting of freckles across her nose, those luscious full lips. And a body with enough curves to give a man something to hold onto. Why people felt the need to clad themselves head to toe in black was beyond him. He supposed she would figure that bright green scarf and the scuffed up boots would disguise the fact that she was a big city girl slummin' in the country. Give a woman enough money and she could buy the fancy hair and come-get-me body. But it wouldn't change the shallow urban-dweller inside. And Lord, she smelled like sin. Almost made his head reel. Even the pretentious car fit the picture.
    But those eyes . Jaysus . The flash of irritation in the green irises fired his belly. If he hadn't been so irrationally incensed he might have admitted to himself that all those shades of green flecked with tiny bits of brown called to him. There had been a second when he had wanted to drown in them, so strongly had they had made him think of the hills and glens of his homeland. He wondered if the green would get brighter or deeper when she came.
    Well, Jaysus, Mary and Joseph . Where the hell did that come from?
    He slammed shut the poor unsuspecting door of his truck, shaking loose a clump of rust . Gravel scattered in a rooster tail as he peeled out onto the road.
     
    From his seat at the bar, Landon watched out the window, his chin on his fist, a speculating gleam in his eye.
    Kane Downey, you're in an unnatural flap.
    "So, Lady Laura. Where you headed?" Landon was very curious to know, and watched with frank interest as she devoured her meal.
    Laura moaned as the crisp batter melted in her mouth, making way for the tender, flakey cod. She sprinkled vinegar and salt on the chips, sucking one in to her mouth and rolling her eyes in rapturous gastronomic delight.
    "Well, I really have no idea," she garbled around an endearingly unladylike mouthful. "I'm just following my nose. And I am so very glad that it lead me to this delicious fish!"
    "Our Sweeney might not look like it, but he's a wizard in the kitchen . And wait 'til you taste Bainbridge Baked Goods. Sell them up at the café on the corner. You'll have to try some before you hit the dusty trail." He was now hoping that Laura would stay a spell. Things could get very interesting around this little podunk town.
    "I was planning to head up to maybe Harbour Grace tonight before I got too tired to drive anymore. " Landon felt his grin dim a bit. "But after my very close moose sighting I think I should probably call it a night here. Is there a motel or anything in town?"
    "Heading for Harbour Grace? You'd be on the wrong trail, there darlin'."
    She knit her brow in frustrated confusion . "Shit," she muttered. "Shoulda fired up the damned GPS."
    Landon chuckled. "But you're in luck, as the proprietors of a very nice B and B are right behind you." He pointed to the Sullivans. Laura spun around on her stool and gave a surprised look to the

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