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the moment! The shape of her was nice. A pair of hands, his hands, would fit nicely on the curves of her hips. She was tall compared to the women he was used to; Just tall enough to be his counterpart. They would fit together… perfectly .

    *
    Duncan walked the dog up to Sonya's room & placed her on the floor at the foot of the bed.
    "Thank you," Sonya said. She lay the first aid box & a backpack on the bed.
    "What is it ye have there?" he pointed to the pack.
    "I thought I would get some things off the plane."
    "Plane?" he asked looking at her.
    "Yes. It is called an airplane."
    Duncan looked at her as if he was seeing if she spoke the truth, then walked to the door. Over his shoulder he said, "If ye need a hand, let me ken."
    "I will."
    He shut the door behind him. Sonya squatted down next to the dog who lifted her head & thumped her tail. Sonya scratched her ears & then got her a bowl of water which she lapped up greedily. "Well, I will go see what they can get me to feed you. I'll be back."
    As Sonya headed down the stairs she saw Duncan down on one knee, talking to the little boy she saw the night before. He ruffled the boy's hair & the boy ran off. She had stopped midway down the stairs watching. Duncan looked up at her. Butterflies! And darn it, there was that smile spreading across her face again! Did she have to look like a total idiot?
    "Off again are ye?"
    "Yes, but I need to get something for the dog to eat first."
    "Ye doona have'ta worry about that lass. The boy is going to get her something."
    "Oh, great."
    As if by cue the boy appeared next to her at the stairs.
    "Can I feed her?"
    "Yes. Go on up," Sonya said.
    The boy dashed up the stairs with a huge grin. "An' doona get into things, Ewan!" Duncan yelled after him. Sonya smiled. 'Did ye want some help?"
    "Sure, yes."
    They started toward the doors.

    *
    Duncan looked at Sonya as they walked down to the big steel beast. It was easy to look at the lass, she was very striking. She was a head shorter than he was. Her hair hung just past her shoulders, but it was tied back with a ribbon. He had the urge to reach out & touch it. Was it as soft as it looked? It was blonde but there were streaks of red running through it. Duncan could see the pale color of her breasts through the loop that tied in the front of her shirt. There was something on her chest, just centered above them. What was that? It wasn't something hanging around her neck. Was it a tattoo? It was unlike their tattoos that were blue from the Woad plant. She had been plaguing him with feelings he hadn't felt before. As she spoke he watched her lips moving wondering what it would be like to kiss those lips. To show her what it felt like to be a woman with a man that wanted her as much as he did. What was it about this woman? Because he definitely wanted her.

    *
    "The metal," Sonya pointed, "on the outside, may be useful to use on your out buildings. Any building really. They are strong."
    Duncan looked at the shell of the huge plane. "How do ye get something that big into the air?"
    "Well, that could be hard to explain." As they got to the plane she said,"Inside here, this is the engine." How was she going to explain this to someone that hasn't even heard of a car?
    "An' whit does it do?"
    "The blades here go around. The air comes in & goes out the other side. The force pushes the airplane forward. It goes very fast. Those are flaps. They move up & down & help turn the plane." Duncan looked at her with interest, but not disbelief. After all, it was right there in his field!
    "And where were ye going?"
    Sonya laughed. "Scotland."
    "Well, ye are in Scotia."
    "Yes, I sure am!" she smiled.
    "But if ye were coming here, why have'na I e'er seen one o' these before?" He waved his hand at the plane.
    Sonya walked over to the opening in the side of the plane & glanced around. How did she tell him that she came from another time? Era; whatever it was. "If I tried to explain, you would lock me up for being