Chapter Four
Tawnyetta gasped as the door jerked open revealing a powerful looking man who towered over her from the doorway. Gloom filled the unlit space behind him. Fierce blue eyes shone from the darkness as he glowered at her, his face wrinkled with an ill-tempered expression.
She froze like a rabbit about to be chased, but with nowhere to run. There was nothing to duck behind, no door to disappear into, just her in the wide hall standing in front of this ominous man.
He stepped into the hall and peered at her with impatience. "What can I do for you, lass?" he asked in a thick, but understandable, Scottish accent. His voice was deep and gravelly. The question abrupt, irritated. After he stepped into the hall she could see him better, and she found him at once terribly attractive and
