To Catch a Highlander: A Highland Erotic Romance (11 page)

I was still enjoying the afterglow when Ewan sat up. “Get up, there’s no time to lose,” he said. “We must be away before som
eone discovers what has happened.”

“Where will we go?” I asked.

Ewan cast me a shushing look, and I held my tongue as we arose and hurried our clothes back on. Out in the hall, he asked James and Sarah to guide us to the stables, and soon we were off downstairs.

Once we were outside in the stables, Ewan found our horses and then directed James and Sarah to take one each for
themselves as well. “We’ll be away before anyone misses them, I promise,” he said.

When we were out and off into the pitch black nig
ht, Ewan finally explained his plan. “I know a shortcut back home,” he explained. “I can be there by tomorrow afternoon, and that will give me time to collect some money to take care of us for the time being before your father will be able to do anything about it. I am not sure that he could do anything anyway once word gets out of what we did to Gordan – people
will
ask the right questions now, at long last – but we cannot be too careful. Brianna, you will take Sarah and James to Margaret’s inn – you can find your way back there, can’t you?”

“Of course,” I said.

“Great. Tell her I sent you and why, and I’ll meet you there in another day or two. She knows me; there won’t be any questions, at least not ones you won’t be able to answer.”

“What of your lie to h
er about marrying me?”

“It is no longer a lie, is it? Besides, Margaret knows what a vile creature
Gordan is. I assure you she will understand, and she will admire you greatly for all you have done tonight.”

“Then what will we do?” Sarah asked – something
I was wondering as well.

“Then we’re off to start fresh,” he said. “I’ll take care of you all, and Brianna here will take care of me.”

“Then we all ought to be safe indeed,” Sarah agreed. Though I couldn’t see her in the dark, I sensed a grin, and I responded in kind.

The rest of the story, my friend, is but gravy. To make a long story short: Margaret did take us in, and when inevitably word got out from Gordon’s home, she hid the three of us in the cellar and the searching party moved on in vain. It was
nevertheless a nerve wracking couple of days to wait for Ewan’s return. But return he did, and we were off to live our lives together, and Sarah and James as well, and after some effort I was even able to reconnect with Penny. That late night on the path away from Gordan and from our miserable past, proved to be but the beginning of a lovely adventure indeed.