the area, the woman at the front desk directed her to the nearest Tesco and assured her it was open late.
The directions were simple, and she found the large shopping complex without any trouble. Now she faced the burden of what to buy. What did you feed two hungry Highland lords? Since she didn’t have a kitchenette in her room, she couldn’t cook.
Catrìona was pleased to see a deli that served hot food. She decided to buy two roasted chickens, potatoes and gravy. She added water, napkins, plates, plasticware, various snack foods and drinks to the basket, then headed to the checkout. Totally shocked by the cost, she handed over the money.
The drive back to the hotel was quick. She juggled the various bags up to her room and found Alec sprawled on the second bed with his ankles crossed and his arms raised above his head, laughing at a Friends re-run.
Braden sat at the table, re sting his elbows on his thighs.
“I’m back. I hope you both like chicken.”
Braden stood and made his way over to her, lifting the bags from her hands. “Chicken is fine. I confess to be verra hungry.”
Alec bounded off the bed and help ed himself to some of the food.
“Take what you guys want.” Catrìona put her backpack down, pulled her hair back into a ponytail and sat down in one of the chairs. She was tired.
The two men ate with gusto and, when they’d done, not a scrap remained.
“We’ll have to get you clothes tomorrow. I’ll talk to Elspeth and see if perhaps she could help me.” The weight of her situation pressed down on her. What was she supposed to do with two Highland warriors? One who haunted her dreams in ways that made her burn.
“There is no rush, lass. We’ll do as you think best.”
She pulled on her ear. “Maybe you could start by answering a few questions.”
Braden sat beside her at the table. “I’ll do my best.”
“Okay. Let’s start off small. Who are you exactly?”
Braden gave her a small smile. “I am Braden Ross, Laird of the proud Clan Ross.” He pointed at the other man. “He is my cousin and first in command, Alec Ross.”
Catrìona nodded her head absently. “Of course you are.” This was just too much. Seriously. Who went on vacation only to summon two Highland hotties to them? Yeah, that was going to be easy to explain. Some people went to Scotland and returned home with pictures and stories, maybe a sword or postcard. Not her. No. She had to go and bring home flesh and bone males .
Wait. She couldn’t take these guys home with her. They weren’t her “things”. But the very idea of leaving Braden behind made her heart physically ache. What on earth was she going to do? The answer was easy, worry about it when it was time to go home.
“What else would you like to know?” Braden said.
What else? Good question. “Let me think about it. I confess I’m a little overwhelmed by what has happened. I think we should all get some sleep.”
“A fine idea. I am fatigued.”
Alec snorted from the bed. “Are you kidding me? I’m watching television.”
“Alec. Our hostess is tired.”
“Oh, it’s okay. I can sleep with the television on.” Catrìona looked around the small room. “I’ll call and see if I can get a roll-away bed for myself.”
“I will prepare a pallet on the floor. I won’t take your bed from you.” Braden st ood with his hands on his hips.
Too tired to argue at this point, Catrìona offered a small smile. “Thank you. I’ll see about getting a larger room tomorrow.”
Gathering her nightclothes, she dashed quickly into the bathroom. Once behind the closed door, she shut her eyes and let out a breath. He was here with her, and oh, how she wanted to wrap herself around him and never let go. Of course this was ridiculous since she didn’t know a darn thing about him. She was in such big trouble.
Well, she couldn’t hide in the bathroom forever. It was time to face the one man her heart wanted above all others. Hopefully she’d be able
The directions were simple, and she found the large shopping complex without any trouble. Now she faced the burden of what to buy. What did you feed two hungry Highland lords? Since she didn’t have a kitchenette in her room, she couldn’t cook.
Catrìona was pleased to see a deli that served hot food. She decided to buy two roasted chickens, potatoes and gravy. She added water, napkins, plates, plasticware, various snack foods and drinks to the basket, then headed to the checkout. Totally shocked by the cost, she handed over the money.
The drive back to the hotel was quick. She juggled the various bags up to her room and found Alec sprawled on the second bed with his ankles crossed and his arms raised above his head, laughing at a Friends re-run.
Braden sat at the table, re sting his elbows on his thighs.
“I’m back. I hope you both like chicken.”
Braden stood and made his way over to her, lifting the bags from her hands. “Chicken is fine. I confess to be verra hungry.”
Alec bounded off the bed and help ed himself to some of the food.
“Take what you guys want.” Catrìona put her backpack down, pulled her hair back into a ponytail and sat down in one of the chairs. She was tired.
The two men ate with gusto and, when they’d done, not a scrap remained.
“We’ll have to get you clothes tomorrow. I’ll talk to Elspeth and see if perhaps she could help me.” The weight of her situation pressed down on her. What was she supposed to do with two Highland warriors? One who haunted her dreams in ways that made her burn.
“There is no rush, lass. We’ll do as you think best.”
She pulled on her ear. “Maybe you could start by answering a few questions.”
Braden sat beside her at the table. “I’ll do my best.”
“Okay. Let’s start off small. Who are you exactly?”
Braden gave her a small smile. “I am Braden Ross, Laird of the proud Clan Ross.” He pointed at the other man. “He is my cousin and first in command, Alec Ross.”
Catrìona nodded her head absently. “Of course you are.” This was just too much. Seriously. Who went on vacation only to summon two Highland hotties to them? Yeah, that was going to be easy to explain. Some people went to Scotland and returned home with pictures and stories, maybe a sword or postcard. Not her. No. She had to go and bring home flesh and bone males .
Wait. She couldn’t take these guys home with her. They weren’t her “things”. But the very idea of leaving Braden behind made her heart physically ache. What on earth was she going to do? The answer was easy, worry about it when it was time to go home.
“What else would you like to know?” Braden said.
What else? Good question. “Let me think about it. I confess I’m a little overwhelmed by what has happened. I think we should all get some sleep.”
“A fine idea. I am fatigued.”
Alec snorted from the bed. “Are you kidding me? I’m watching television.”
“Alec. Our hostess is tired.”
“Oh, it’s okay. I can sleep with the television on.” Catrìona looked around the small room. “I’ll call and see if I can get a roll-away bed for myself.”
“I will prepare a pallet on the floor. I won’t take your bed from you.” Braden st ood with his hands on his hips.
Too tired to argue at this point, Catrìona offered a small smile. “Thank you. I’ll see about getting a larger room tomorrow.”
Gathering her nightclothes, she dashed quickly into the bathroom. Once behind the closed door, she shut her eyes and let out a breath. He was here with her, and oh, how she wanted to wrap herself around him and never let go. Of course this was ridiculous since she didn’t know a darn thing about him. She was in such big trouble.
Well, she couldn’t hide in the bathroom forever. It was time to face the one man her heart wanted above all others. Hopefully she’d be able
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