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    “I guess,” she said at last. “But please leave him in the cottage for now. Then if I can’t go home, we can go and get him. He’d be totally confused here without me.”
    “Fair enough then, that’s settled. Hospital and Egan will stop on. Sorted. Rest whilst I show the doctor the way out.”
    Finn nodded.
    He did as he’d said, all the while making her reiterate Finn was as well as anyone with a headache could be, and made his way back up to the lounge. In the end, he kissed Emma on the cheek. “I trust you, thanks for turfing out on such a miserable night.”
    “No worries. I had company.” She nodded to the gleaming and mud-splattered Range Rover outside the door. From its interior, a big Alsatian dog waved its tail and a tall, dark-haired man grinned.
    “You left them in the car? Why not bring them in?”
    Emma laughed. “Sir is reading reports and Digby was asleep. And let’s face it, would you really want Digby and his ‘swipe and wipe every surface in the vicinity’ attitude, let loose in your flat?”
    “You’ve got a point.”
    Coll waited until the car moved off and went back inside, locking the door behind him.
    “Now for A and E.”
    Luckily the registrar at the local hospital agreed with Emma’s diagnosis and Coll and Finn were soon—well, if you called five hours soon—back at the castle. To his relief, Finn had agreed to stay there with him.
    Now Finn was stretched out on the settee with her eyes closed. Her robe had slipped and showed one pink-tipped breast and a tiny hint of red-golden hair at the top of her legs. Even though he wasn’t a fan of a muff, it teased his cock into hardness.
    She opened her eyes, blushed and pulled the edges together.
    “No need, pet. I like it.”
    “Yes, well.”
    She was flustered and it showed. Surely not a virgin?
    “Can we talk? Really talk now?” she asked him.
    “I think we better,” Coll said slowly, but emphatically. It was about time she opened up. He didn’t think she was doing anything underhand, but he really needed to know what she was about. “How about you tell me who you are, why you were, where you were and what happened?”
    “Okay.”
    It seemed she’d decided he was trustworthy, because she swung her legs under her and sat curled up, relaxed with the robe tucked tightly round her. Did she not realize that only served to emphasize her curves? Coll tamped down his erection and his urge to stamp his authority on her.
    “So, my name is Finula Baine, known as Finn if you value your bits, and I help Lachy manage the estate.”
    “I know Lachy but I’ve never met you,” Coll said slowly and handed her a glass of juice. It sounded feasible, but…
    Finn sipped the juice slowly. “So? I’ve never met you.”
    Coll nodded. “Fair comment.”
    She gave a gamine grin that made her look about sixteen. “I was here for around a month last year and loved it. Then I had to go home ’cause Mum had cancer.” Her face clouded and she sniffed.
    Coll pushed a box of tissues across the table. Finn took one out, wiped her eyes then blew her nose loudly. She looked young and vulnerable, with red-rimmed eyes, a pink nose and dressed in a robe three sizes too big. It took all of his determination not to sweep her up and cuddle her. He understood that wasn’t what she wanted or needed at that moment.
    “Thanks, where was I? Oh yeah, my lovely and brave mum. She died a wee while ago and as Jeff and Jess kept my job open, I arrived back just over a week past. I live in Keeper’s Cottage.”
    Which was why it hadn’t been free when he’d enquired before he moved into the flat. He’d been taken with the look and the aspect of the tiny cottage the moment he’d seen it and had been gutted when Jeff had told him it was already rented out.
    He nodded but didn’t speak. Now Finn had decided to confide in him, he didn’t want to say anything to spoil it.
    “Anyway my immediate boss, who works for Lachy is a w—” She