A Highland Heist A Contemporary Highland Romance Book Three Read Online Free

face. “Or not. I’m happy to change up my exercise routine if there’s something else ye’d rather do.”
    She could think of so many different ways to get a workout with him. She just couldn’t help herself. A woman would have to be blind to miss that the man was damn good looking with his strong jaw covered in stubble not quite long enough to be a beard, thick longish hair, and those gold eyes, so incredibly cat-like. Damn. He made her want to be so very bad-not at all professional of her, even if she didn’t mind crossing that line once she’d clocked off for the day.
    “Did Iain invite ye to dinner?” He shifted his weight again, as if growing impatient.
    “He did-and Andrew too. I take it yer going?” It’d be nice to have someone other than Andrew and her employers there.
    Not that she didn’t like Cat and Iain. They were great-but they were still her clients. And the last thing she wanted or needed was to be encouraging Andrew by hanging around with him. She liked him enough and on paper he looked great, but that spark between them was missing, and there was nothing you could really do about that sort of thing.
    A hint of a smile tugged at his lips, transforming his face and lighting his eyes with a fire she hadn’t expected. “A bit hard to say no, isn’t it? Don’t get me wrong-they’re great. But it’s not really my thing.”
    She met his smile with a wider one of her own. “I had the same exact thought. Guess I’ll see ye later then?”
    “Aye. I suppose so.”
    She kicked her bike to life, the roar of it breaking the silence of the glen. With a grin at Conall and a teasing flick of her eyebrows, she put on her helmet and took off, knowing he was still watching her-and no doubt thinking she was going too fast. She had to laugh. Fast indeed. The bike hugged the curves of the winding roads, as the engine thrummed underneath her, her ride home already over just as she was starting to really enjoy herself.
    With more than two hours to get ready for dinner, Maggie opted for a nice long soak in the tub, her mind wandering to the things she’d need to accomplish in the next few days. Once she started a project, she always liked to rethink things. It was one thing to design a system based on the diagrams you’d been given, and another to actually see the space you’d be working with-especially once you had the chance to work the area and become familiar with the space and its quirks. And old places had quirks aplenty.
    The changes Conall wanted to make were good ones, and she found that she didn’t mind working with him. They seemed to respect each other’s work territory, and that wasn’t something she always got on a job site.
    It left her wondering what Conall would be like tonight. Would he remain serious and tight-lipped? Or would he relax a bit once he wasn’t working? She’d caught glimpses of what he might be like if he’d just loosen up-and she’d be happy to help him get there, even if she had to drag him, kicking and screaming. He was a challenge, and one she’d be happy to tackle.
    Knowing she’d have to ride her bike to Iain’s, she picked out a pair of dark skinny jeans and a pretty bohemian top, and then paired it with her leather jacket and calf-hugging chocolate suede boots as she headed out the door, a bottle of wine in hand. Again, the ride to Cat and Iain’s was a short one, and she swore she’d take the weekend to go for a nice long ride along the coast.
    Cat answered the door and invited her in, taking her jacket and the bottle of wine with a thank-you. “I’m so glad you could make it. Everyone’s hanging around by the fire, and be sure to get Angus to pour you a drink. I just have a few last-minute things to take care of, but I hope you’ll make yourself at home.”
    Maggie let Cat get back to her cooking as she looked around the place on her way to the sitting room. She remembered the small castle from her first visit to meet with Cat and Iain, and found