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body crush into his hard chest. Her breasts molded into him, filling with desire. She closed her eyes and melted. If there was a heaven, she’d found it in his arms.
    He spread his lips slightly and probed with his tongue. Gyllis’s eyes flashed open and she tried to tug her head away, but Sean’s hand slid up and cradled her crown. Relaxing, she parted her mouth. It felt too good not to play along. Then he stroked her tongue. Shivers coursed through her body.
    This kissing is earth shattering .
    Again closing her eyes, she followed Sean’s lead while he swirled his tongue with hers, as if their mouths were dancing. Then he trailed feathery kisses along her neck.
    “Now that was a kiss, lass.” His deep voice rumbled with intoxicating resonance.
    Floating. I must be floating . “I cannot tell you how long I’ve wanted you to do that.”
    “Aye? I reckon I’ve thought about it for quite some time myself.”
    “Honestly?” Gyllis still could not believe she stood there in Sean’s arms. “Why did you wait so long?”
    He chuckled. “Your brother isn’t overly fond of the idea, considering he and I are both the king’s enforcers.”
    “If it were up to my brother, I’d live in spinsterhood the rest of my days.”
    “I doubt that, but ’tis hard for him to see his younger sister in the arms of a man.”
    She skimmed her finger along his bearded chin. “Would you feel that way—if you had a sister, that is?”
    “Aye, I suppose I would.” His breath skimmed hot on her face as he drew nearer and kissed her cheek. “I cannot bear to think of another man kissing you.”
    She grew bold, rose on her toes and kissed his lips. “I like kissing you.”
    “Mm.” Sean slid his fingers along her neck and splayed them through her tresses as his mouth again plied hers with the most rapturous kiss imaginable.
    Swooning in his arms, Gyllis wanted this moment to last forever. If only she and Sean were completely alone and not at a fete with people mulling about, she’d keep her arms wrapped around him and kiss him until the sun came up.
    “Unhand her, MacDougall,” demanded a gruff voice. “Taking advantage of the Lord of Glenorchy’s sister? I always kent you were a cur.”
    Sean tugged Gyllis behind him and faced Alan MacCoul. “You’re prying where you have no business.”
    “Am I now?” Alan sauntered toward them. “You were holding the lady in your arms and I’ve heard not a word of your betrothal.”
    Gyllis started to step forward. “Mr. MacCoul—”
    Sean stopped her advance with a straight arm, glaring at Alan. “Why are you always poking your nose in my affairs?” In an instant, Sean’s voice had gone from soothing to a deadly growl.
    Alan fingered his dirk, his eyes narrowing. “I’ve never been able to tolerate a spoilt chieftain’s son.”
    His dirk hissed from its scabbard. In one motion Alan lunged.
    Gyllis screamed.
    Sean sprang to the side and grabbed Alan’s arm, twisting him away from Gyllis. The dirk dropped. As she skittered against the wall, Sean flipped the blackguard onto his back. Before she could blink, the MacDougall warrior had him pinned to the ground with his fingers clamped around his neck. “Why my father tolerates your shite, I’ll never know.”
    Alan choked and kicked his feet to no avail. “You-you’ve no clue who I am, do you?” he croaked.
    “What are you talking about?” Sean leaned in. “I ought to—”
    Duncan barreled into the courtyard, brandishing his enormous sword. “Gyllis! What are you doing out here?”
    She clutched her fists under her chin and shot a panicked glance to Sean. “I…I…I…”
    “Get your bonny arse inside and find your mother. Bless it, must I weld a ball and chain around your ankle?”
    “But…” She scooted past Sean and Alan, her hands trembling. “He protected me.”
    Sean kept his eyes on Alan, but inclined his head toward her. “I shall see you anon, Miss Gyllis.”
    “Until the morrow, Sir Sean.” She