A Highland Home A Contemporary Highland Romance Book Two Read Online Free PDF

button and take the picture.”
    She heard the click.
    “It worked.” He gave her a big smile, while holding the camera out so she could see his handiwork. “I may still need a few more lessons though.”
    “Not bad at all.” She looked up into those blue eyes, and realized he was even closer. When he brushed a stray curl from her face, a burning heat flushed her cheeks and made her pulse race. Cursing herself, she looked away and hoped he didn’t notice.  “Shall we head to the stones?”
    He gave her a crooked smile. “Aye. Just watch your step. The rocky surface can roll underfoot, and it’s far too easy to sprain an ankle.”
    They continued on, and before long they arrived at a circle of large stones, easily as tall as Angus at just over six feet.
    It was breathtaking. Excitement bubbled within her as if the area itself vibrated with an ancient power. Perhaps it was just being in the presence of something built so long ago, or maybe it was the area and its history-but it was as if the place itself was steeped with centuries of energy from those who’d come to worship the gods of old.
    They said nothing for a long time, while taking in the beauty of the stones set against a backdrop of rolling hills and heather. A calm overtook her as she breathed deep, the salt air already familiar.
    She took several pictures, and then handed the camera to Angus. “Why don’t you try and take one that keeps both the stones and the hills beyond in focus.”
    Mumbling her initial instructions under his breath, he adjusted the dial, focused the lens and took several pictures, pausing between each one to see how he did. “What do you think?”
    He handed her the camera, and she took a step closer so they could both look at the pictures. She smiled while tabbing through the images. “They’re very good, Angus.”
    “I have a good teacher.” Their bodies brushed again as he glanced down at her with a sweet smile. 
    It would be so easy to lean in just a little more, his lips far too enticing. She was starting to think he was trouble she’d be happy to have, but she was rushing things like a virgin on prom night. He was not a distraction she had time for, even if she had no doubt he’d make it worth her while.
    Forcing herself to put some distance between them, she focused on the amazing scenic views and took several more pictures. “What’s that there-the stone with the hole in it?” She took several photos of it, thinking it odd.
    “Ah… that’d be the lover’s stone. Lover’s would pass their hands through the hole and declare their undying love. It would bind them to each other as husband and wife, their marriage often consummated here under the stars. The old ways still manage to stay alive. I’ve heard couples still use it.”
    “It’s incredibly romantic, if you ask me.” She stepped closer and touched the stone, the surface rough and cold under her palm. “It’s almost like the place is alive with energy. Like a thousand bees have been trapped just under the surface and have the place humming.”
    “Aye. You’re sensitive to it.” He placed a hand on the stone near hers. “I’ve often wondered if it’s the place itself or the stones. I guess it matters not in the end, since they’re one with each other.”
    Rowan breathed deeply, the crisp salt air filling her lungs as the wind swirled around her. She felt at peace here.  Looking over her shoulder at Angus and deciding to be bold, she took the time to really look at him, rather than just another stolen glimpse.
    He was handsome, with a casually rugged look to him. Though his hair was short in the back, the top was just a hint on the long side, allowing his nearly black locks to loosely curl with a mind all their own. Funny enough, his dark stubble held a hint of red, as if calling out to the smattering of freckles on his cheeks.
    But it was his eyes that left her mesmerized. Not a light blue like most, but rather an intense aqua. They were kind.