Page 37 of The Highlander’s Hunted Wife (Legacy of Highland Lairds #2)

Five Months Later

The heat and sun-warmed scents of summer drifted across the pear tree island, halting the steady flow of Katie’s needle. She closed her eyes to the golden light and inhaled deeply, drinking in the perfume of roses and violets in full bloom, and the lighter aroma of the honeysuckles that the temperamental Scottish weather had tricked into flowering late.