Here’s another snippet from Highlander’s Hope.
Yvette shook her head, annoyed. “Why? I’m not some delicate flower, Ewan, and you don’t have to protect me from this unpleasantness.”
He opened his mouth, then shut it. Why was he so secretive?
She withdrew her hand from his, then tucked it to her side, all too aware Mr. Carmichael watched them. The smile curving the corners of the agent’s mouth brought a dash of color to her cheeks.
