“ A young woman stepped in front of the dais and cleared her throat. She had reddish-brown hair that hung in loose waves down her back. Her figure was slender and regal, and Ian could have easily drowne… Victoria Roberts
“ Elizabeth studied the earl as he approached the waiting coach. "Was his behavior rather... odd?" "He English. Ye're asking me if he's odd? Victoria Roberts
“ Ian cleared his throat. "Lady Elizabeth." He reached behind him and handed her a single red rose. "A rose... for the bonniest lass who ever graced the Highlands. Victoria Roberts
“ No matter how much he denied his attraction to her, those red curls haunted his dreams like brilliant flames that couldn't be extinguished... "Fuirich air falbh on teine," he said under his breath, bu… Victoria Roberts
