• Binding Vows By Catherine Bybee

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• Duncan MacCoinnich's task...

  Travel to the twenty-first century Renaissance Faire, deflower the Druid virgins, and go home. Only his job is not so easily accomplished with the virgin in question, Tara McAllister. Time is running out. The evil is closing in on them both.

  Tara finds Duncan irresistible after what was supposed to be a mock Hand-fasting binds them.

  When Duncan whisks her to his home in Scotland she could accept that. But, can she forgive him for taking away her modern life when she finds herself in the sixteenth century?

  And is it love they feel? Or something else?

• Excerpt:

• "Where are you going, Tara ?"
  
  "Out!"
  
  "I can see that, but where?"
  
  She stopped and turned. "Far away from you."
  
  He almost collided with her. Before he could react, she
  was storming off again, as he shouted, "A lady is not safe out
  here by herself."
  
  She stopped. This time he didn't stop in time and fell
  into her.
  
  Hands at her sides, her chest thrust up next to his she
  gritted between her teeth. "A lady isn't safe around you either."
  
  "Now, Tara." He tried pleading with her.
  
  "Oh, don't you even ..'now, Tara' me." She stepped to the
  side and started off, in a different direction. Stalking in circles.
  
  He let her walk for several minutes before attempting to
  speak to her again. "I would be happy to escort you on a walk. But,
  we need to get you more properly dressed." He knew the effect
  watching her walk in tight jeans was having on him, he could only
  imagine what his men must have thought when she stormed the
  courtyard.
  
  "You're a bastard, you know that MacCoinnich? "
  
  He wanted to counter what she said, but cautioned himself
  against it. "Still, we need you in more fitting clothes. If someone
  were to come along, questions would be raised which would be most
  difficult to answer."
  
  "You should have thought of that before you brought me
  here." She waved a hand in his general direction. "Right now, I don't
  give a crap what questions you might have to answer."
  
  "I told you how necessary it is for secrecy." He turned
  to the Keep and noticed some of the men watching, curious about what
  would happen. He needed to put a stop to this and soon.
  
  "Bite me."
  
  A completely inappropriate image of him doing exactly
  that popped into his head. A slow lazy smile inched over his lips.
  
  Unfortunately, for him, Tara read his thoughts. She
  didn't find them nearly as entertaining as he did. "You ass..." She
  raised her hand to slap his face.
  
  He caught her hand before it made contact.. "I've had
  enough of this."

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