
Description
“Ye think that kiss under the Kissing Bough, and last night… was indifference? Then let me show you how indifferent I am.”
Laird Aedan Cameron’s Yule plans are simple: avoid all gatherings and keep his council blissfully unaware of their looming bankruptcy. That is, until a fiery seer bursts into his life warning him that if he skips Laird Grant’s celebration, chaos will reign.
Being a skeptic, Aedan refuses—not realizing that a seer is always one step ahead…
Thora MacLeod always follows her visions. But maybe abducting a laird and blackmailing him was a bit much. Not to mention, forcing him to pretend...
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