“I can honestly say I’ve never been more impressed by a man than I was at that moment. Even more than in the Grassmarket that day.” She looked tenderly into his eyes, and he felt his heart melt a little more. “Impressed by you, Lieutenant Campbell . . . Niall.”
Perhaps she was toying with him, trying to make him forget he was angry. If she was, it was working.
She smiled. “You’re blushing.”
“I’m not blushing,” he grouched. He wasn’t blushing.
I had to go back and read book one, this feels a bit like Grace Burrowes' Captive Hearts and Marsha Canham's Highlands series; historical romance with some epic feel.
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