April Holthaus - The MacKinnon Clan 01 Read Free Page B

waited a moment to see if she had been discovered but heard no sound.
    She turned around and sneaked a quick peek from behind the tree trunk. It was him. She knew that she should not be looking, but she couldn’t get her body to listen to her demands. She had never seen a man before and now there was one right before her eyes. Her breaths became heavy and she started to feel uneasiness in her stomach.
    Rory slowly started to walk out of the water. Annella wanted to close her eyes but she couldn’t draw her eyes from him. The corners of her mouth raised in the form of a smile when she noticed the water trickling down his flat stomach from the dark forested hair on his chest. She felt in awe as her eyes traced the lines and curves of his defined muscles. As her eyes went lower, she saw the dark curly hair around his groin which caused her to blush. And in a blink of an eye he fully surfaced out of the water.
    Annella gasped at the sight of Rory’s manhood. Long, hard and pointing directly towards her. Redness heated her face, but it was the heat she began to feel elsewhere that caused an unusual ache between her thighs. Her heartbeat grew faster. She feared her pounding chest was so loud, he might hear her. 
                  Turning around, she closed her eyes and rested the back of her head against the tree trunk. She didn’t know what was happening to her and she didn’t like it, mostly. She hoped that he would leave and that her presence was undetected.
    "The water is all yers...my lady," Rory said standing directly in front of her with nothing but his kilt wrapped around his body. Stunned that she had been caught, she remained speechless and looked down at her feet hoping to turn invisible.
                  "I believe that now we are even, my lady. I have seen ye and ye have seen me," he continued.
    "I was no’ staring, if that is what ye were thinking. I simply walked down here and saw ye but a moment.”
                  With a devilish smile he asked, "Did ye like what ye saw?"
                  "How dare ye ask me such a question,” she barked pressing her lips together.
    Staring at her pouting lips all Rory could do was think about how badly he wanted to kiss those plush, pink morsels. He took a step forward but she instantly retreated.
    "Do ye always leave the keep unattended?"
    "I have nay a need for guards. I can take care of myself and besides, I prefer to be alone and I have nay a need for yer company either."
    "Do ye want me to leave then?"
    With a mischievous smirk, he took another step closer and could feel her heavy breaths on his skin which made him shiver.  
    "I would assume ye have had enough company for one day," she snapped.
    "What do ye mean?"
    "I ken Myra went to yer room last night and I dinna pretend to ken how she is."
    Rory looked into Annella eyes and could almost feel the burning look she was giving him. He realized that Annella sounded jealous. But why, he wondered. He was going to enjoy this game.
    "Ah, Myra, was that her name? Aye, she is full of companionship, isn’t she?"
    Annella’s jaw dropped in shock by his remark and uncanny behavior. She had never met someone so callous and rude before.
    "Ye are an arrogant brute," she said accusingly and began to walk away from him.
    "My apologies, my lady."
    Rory couldn’t help his smirk. He found some humor in her anger.
    Annella marched back to the keep and went directly into her room. The nerve of him , she said to herself, while yelling vulgarities in her head, directed at him. She aimlessly walked back and forth across her room not having the patience to sit down. She was too worked up. She wanted to go back downstairs and tell him what kind of an arse he was but then that would put her back in close proximity which she preferred to avoid.
    A small part of her wouldn’t have mind. As much as she hated to admit it, he was unbelievably handsome. When he stepped close to her, she was sure he was