Perplexed by her sprightly defiance, bemused by her tender nature, Iain felt his soul growing into the light and warmth of her love. In a spirited clash of wills and customs, Judith reveled in the melting bliss of Iain’s searching kisses, his passionate caresses. Nothing prepared her, however, for the sight of the Scottish barbarian who was to escort her into his land.Iain Maitland, laird of his clan, a man more powerfully compelling than any she had ever encountered. But there was another reason for the journey from her bleak English home to the Highlands: to meet the father she had never known, the Laird Maclean. Her dear Scottish friend from childhood was about to give birth, and Judith had promised to be at her side. Judith Hampton was as beautiful as she was proud and loyal.
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