Authors: Mackenzie Crowne
The
fairie princess had a lot to answer for.
Still,
she couldn’t condemn Fiona completely. Her long held bitterness had brought
Keely to Colin, after all.
Though
Colin claimed he had no interest in making contact with Michael Sterling, he
had made some subtle inquiries about the man who sired him. Despite his
denials, she knew he was curious about the man who walked away from his mother
and him. For his sake, she hoped Colin would one day make contact, knowing he
would never be truly at peace until he had his answers.
“I’m
off to the market,” Eileen said, stripping off her apron to hang it on the peg
near the kitchen door. “Can I get you anything before I go,” she asked.
Colin
folded the morning paper in his hands and set it aside. His devilish gaze held
Keely’s, as he said, “No, thank you, Eileen. I believe we have everything we
need.”
Keely
fought the blush at his rumbling brogue, and the knowing look on the
housekeeper’s face. It bloomed bright at Eileen’s “tsk” and her grumbled,
“newlyweds,” as she let herself out the back door with Donovan at her heels.
“You’re
shameless, Colin Quinn,” she charged, but couldn’t help the smile curling her
lips, or the softening of her body at the now familiar passion burning in his
eyes.
“I’m
in love, Keely Quinn.”
He
rose to his feet and held out his hand.
“What
are you up to?” she asked, placing her hand in his.
He
led her outside, pulling her across the patio and beyond the edge of the
garden. The gazebo came into view.
“Just
finishing something I started a long time ago, darlin’.”
Keely
grinned, seeing the comfortable looking bed he’d managed to arrange within the
stone pillars, and her heart softened at the memory of that night so long ago.
“Our
first kiss,” she sighed, and let him guide her down to the silken coverlet.
“You remembered.”
“I’ve
never forgotten,” he told her.
He
lowered himself until his body covered hers, and Keely decided the kiss he
pressed to her mouth was even sweeter than that long ago one.
Love
made everything sweeter.
He
lifted his head, and his eyes twinkled with anticipation when he grinned. “And
when we’re finished here, darlin’, I’ll teach you to fly.”
A
word about the author...
Raised
in the Boston area, Mac and her husband live in Phoenix where they raised two
rambunctious little boys into wonderful men. Dirt bikes and ESPN are the order
around their house, and life at the “Testosterone Ranch” more closely resembles
one of today’s wacky reality shows, than yesterday’s “Leave It To Beaver.”
Grandmother of two, Mac’s love of the romance genre has been a lifelong affair.
A bout with breast cancer strengthened her resolve to see her stories shared
with others. As of today, Mac is a four-year survivor, living her dream.
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