Now, go call yer fiance and tell him ye've just come from the arms of a Scottish laird who desires ye more than his next breath. Fer I mean to have ye, Paisley, and I'll enter the bowels of hell to fight fer your heart." Heslowly slid her down his frame, determination blazing from his eyes.Oh, dear Lord. He means it. She spun and hurried from Creighton's office as if the hounds of hell nipped at her heels.

-Vonnie Davis

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