wasn’t sure why Malcolm and Gavin thought they had to accompany Maggie and Duncan, but she was glad they did.
She loved the way they made her feel when they looked at her with such intensity. Heat pooled low just thinking about the way they made her body tingle and practically go up in flames when they were near.
“Ready tae go now, lass?” Malcolm asked as he picked up her suitcase and headed for the door. “Duncan has taken care of the bill for ye.”
“What?” Sunshine shook her head. “He shouldn’t have done that. It was my bill, not his.”
“But he felt responsible for keeping ye and Roxie at the castle for two days.” Gavin grinned as he handed off Roxie’s things to one of the men who would show her friend around the country while she was away. “Take this tae your lass, Montgomery. You and Aiden take care of Roxie while we’re gone or you’ll hae Sunshine’s wrath tae contend with when we return.”
“Aye.” Montgomery nodded. “Hae a safe trip. Bring our laird back safely.”
“We will. Duncan and Maggie would hae it no other way.”
He was so certain that she would be coming back with them, when Sunshine wasn’t sure herself. She wanted to return, but she didn’t know if she could justify causing them the expense. What if Robert Anderson wasn’t the lost heir after all?
Sunshine had no doubt that, if she was the granddaughter of Carson Wallace, she would return with him. She was sure nothing would keep Maggie Wallace from dragging her long-lost son and her great-granddaughter home.
The only thing Sunshine feared was that he wasn’t Carson Wallace. After all, her grandfather never once called himself Carson. What if this was all a huge mistake?
Chapter Six
Malcolm sat in the limo from the airport to the institution where Sunshine said they would find Robert Anderson. He frowned at the name. He wondered how the other man came by it.
Shifting in his seat, he drew his arm tighter around Sunshine as her head lolled on his shoulder in sleep. The trip had been an exhausting one for her. She didn’t have their metabolism or their energy. That didn’t matter to him. He loved the feel of her body pressed close to his and her scent filling his nose.
He wanted this woman in his life for as long as he lived. He’d fallen in love with the lass over the last handful of days and he wasn’t ready to give her up no matter who her grandfather turned out to be when they found him.
Maggie sat across from him, staring out at the passing scenery with unseeing eyes. He could tell by her expression that she wasn’t looking at anything beyond the tinted glass. Duncan held his cell phone, checking his email, no doubt making sure his mates were fine back at the castle and Gavin, damn him, slept like a babe, oblivious to the world around them.
Turning his gaze back to his mate, Malcolm smiled down at her. Thick lashes drew red-gold crescents on her cheeks as she rested against him, her soft breath occasionally brushing his neck. It took every ounce of willpower he possessed to keep himself from snatching her up, carrying her to the bathroom and making love to her until she screamed the thin door down. Her body called to him.
Aye. Just as it calls tae me. Gavin said using their private mode of communication. What do ye think she’ll do if her grandpa isn’t who we think?
Ah, so ye aren’t sleeping after all, are ye?
Nope, Gavin answered as he sat up straighter and opened his eyes. I was merely resting my eyes. Would ye answer my question now?
He has tae be. Malcolm said with a shrug. Who else could hae been in Scotland during a time when it was okay tae kill or capture wildlife and export it willy nilly? There were laws against things like that now.
I guess I’m just worried that the lass will insist on staying here if her grandfather isn’t who we hope.
He is Carson.
How can ye be so certain? Gavin scratched his head and stretched.
Ye heard Maggie. Not only has there only