Handsome rich Laird who inherited his title early on. Love at first sight with some big city dwelling artist, pulled to the cottage of her dead aunt. It had it all. Romance. Money. A dramatic love story and damaged woman clawing them apart, if only they knew the turmoil behind closed doors. She couldn’t blame them really, she would have read about it too if it hadn’t been her life.
Rose pushed Morag out of her mind’s eye as the thought crept in again, as it had done many times over the last few days and swallowed down the surge of trepidation once more. Morag added the drama to their love story, and lately the lack of it had been unnerving both of them. No one knew where or what Morag was doing but she couldn’t stay hidden for much longer.
*The hours went by so quickly, Rose felt like sh
