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die. And when he’d put her hand right on his aroused form, she found herself wanting to touch it without the cloth in between them. She’d never seen a fully aroused man before, and had no idea it would look . . . like that. Not really. And when he’d slipped his hands down her back and squeezed her doup, she’d almost cried out in elation. She was sure he felt the attraction between them as much as she had. He had to have felt it.
    But he’d told her he was only doing it to scare her and keep her from pestering him. Well, it did scare her, but in ways he could never imagine. And she didn’t appreciate him calling her a pest right in the middle of such an intimate moment.
    She’d dreamed of kissing him like that for some time now. It had been wonderful for her. But for him, it must have been nothing more than a game. That angered her to no end. He was a bastard for playing with her feelings that way, as he had to know how much she liked him. And now she felt like a fool for what just happened, when it should have been a magical moment that she’d remember for the rest of her life. Well, she’d remember it all right, but not in the way she’d expected.
    He obviously stil l thought of her as a child, when all she wanted was for him to see her as a woman. After all, she was far older than any of the other single women of the clan, and most girls her age already had several children by now. If she had been an English noblewoman like Onyx’s wife, Lady Lovelle, she would have been betrothed at an early age and even sent to another castle to be fostered.
    And while she was happy the MacKeefes were a small clan and her brother had kept her close after the death of their parents, she also hated Aidan at this moment for not letting her experience what most women had by n ow. He’d been so protective that he’d never left her alone with a man, scaring away any of them that even showed interest in her. And she knew if Aidan ever found out about her kiss with Ian, he’d probably throw a fit and never forgive either of them. She’d never hear the end of it. She only hoped that Ian wouldn’t say anything to her brother.
    She didn’t know how long she had lain there, but she must have fallen asleep. She woke with a start when she heard someone humming a haunting tune. She sat up in the field, looking around. Nightfall was already here, and she could see the smoke and the glow from the large bonfire in the distance that would be used by all to celebrate those who had passed on to the afterlife.
    She heard the squawk of a bird and looked up to see a raven sitting in a tree in the distance. The humming stopped. She got up quickly, meaning to head back to the pub when she thought she saw something or someone move in the forest.
    “Who’s there?” she called out , looking around. The night chill gave her gooseflesh, or mayhap it was because this was the time of year that supposedly the dead could come back to visit those still alive. She peered through the distance and swore she could see glowing eyes in the trees. And then she heard the humming again. Some sort of enticing tune she’d never heard before, but one that calmed her and made her feel safe. The raven gave a guttural cry, bringing her from her almost trance-like state, and back to her surroundings. Then with a flap of its wings, it disappeared up into the darkening sky.
    “K yla?” came the voice of a woman in the distance. She saw Coira headed toward her holding some kind of lantern, so ran to meet her.
    “Oh, Coira, I’m glad you’re here . I was spooked and thought I saw glowin’ eyes in the woods. And heard someone hummin’.”
    “Really?” The girl looked around, obviously unsettled, and Kyla realized that she was only scaring her.
    “I’m sure it was nothin’, after all.” She tried to make lite of the situation.
    “Aidan is lookin’ fer ye,” Coira told her, her eyes still darting around. “He said te tell ye thet the bonfire is