Page 63 of Sutherland's Secret
“I’m not hungry.”
“Eleanor—”
“We have two weeks, Brice. I don’t want to waste them by being sad.”
He looked deep into her eyes before nodding. “Very well. What would ye like to do with them, then?”
“You’ll not like it,” she said, inserting a teasing tone to her voice.
His blue eyes darkened in desire. “I’ll no’ know unless ye tell me.”
She swatted his arm and smiled. “It’s nothing like that.” Although her legs were a bit weak from the sultry look he’d just given her. She decided that maybe she would like spending part of their two weeks doing things like they’d done last night.
“What is it, then?” he asked with a smile that did nothing to quell the trembling in her thighs.
“I want to go on more night runs with you.”
The smile vanished immediately. “Absolutely no’.”
“But why? I went the other night and did fine.”
“Ye were a distraction.”
“I want to go, Brice. I want to help, and I promise not to be a distraction.”
“Ye can help by staying safely tucked away in the castle.”
“That’s not helping. That’s you keeping me out of the way.”
“Aye. It is.” He folded his arms and glared at her.
She glared back. “I’ll sneak out anyway.”
“No’ if I lock ye in yer rooms.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Wouldn’t I?”
“You need help. I heard you tell Colin that.”
“Good Lord, Eleanor. What else did ye learn in yer eavesdropping?”
“That Colin is a smuggler.”
Brice looked around the hall, but the two men who had been on the other side were gone. They were alone. “Woman,” he growled, “ye are something, indeed.”
She smiled. “Is that a good something or a bad something?”
He leaned forward, and right before he kissed her, she glimpsed the flash of his smile.
Chapter 25
“Damnation!” Henry Blackwood slammed his gloves down on his desk and rubbed his face.
The private in front of him winced and visibly trembled. “I’m sorry, sir, but we’ve seen nothing.”
“She can’t have just vanished. She has to be somewhere in this godforsaken country.”
