Page 7 of Kilted Hate


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Katherine was aghast. She had never been so close to a man before.

“Surely, this is not suitable,” she cried. “We should not be in such proximity without a chaperone.”

She heard Laird MacLeod chuckling, and suddenly, his hands gripped her and he pulled her abruptly back into him.

“Oh,” she cried.