Where did you think you were going?" Alec asked.
"I was looking for you. Why did you order your men to block my way?"
"For your safety, of course."
"I'm to be a prisoner while you're gone, then?"
"If you choose to look at it that way," Alec answered.
"Alec, I would like to go riding in the afternoons. If I give you my promise not to run away. Surely—"
"Jamie, I never thought you'd run away," Alec countered, his exasperation most evident.
"Then why?"
"You'd get lost."
"I never get lost."
"Aye, you do."
"If I promise not to get lost?"
He let her see how foolish he thought that question was. Gavin approached his laird, holding the reins of Alec's stallion. Before Jamie could explain her need to talk to him about Mary, he had mounted his steed.
She blocked his path. "Mary's here."
