Cheryl St.John - Donnelly's Promise

“Perhaps…you’ll join us for supper while he’s gone.”

Surprised and gladdened by his offer, she nodded. “Aye. I’ll come.”

He released her hand and she missed its warmth. “How long has it been since you stood on the cliffs at night?”

“Not since I was a girl.”

“Well, then, we should change that.” He led her through tall grass and fragrant heather up the steep hillside to a spot where the sound of the ocean crashed below. “Careful now. Watch your step.”

She tasted salt air and lifted her face to the breeze. “I had big dreams when I stood here as a lass.”

“What did you dream of, Darcy?”

“Not the life I have, to be sure.” Embarrassed now at her admission, she turned aside. “I have to go before my father misses me.”

He extended a palm. “Take my hand, lass. Tell me.”

The invitation was one she couldn’t resist. Being with Vaughn was like finding a place to belong. He spoke to her and listened to her replies as though she was someone special—someone important. His attention gave her a heady new feeling. Even if their friendship caused trouble, time with him was worth it.

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