Hero (a Marry the Scot novel)

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It was an act, every one of my movements, on display for all to see. But the bairn didn’t care about that. She wasn’t judging me. The tiny wee thing only needed comfort. Then practice some more on me. Grind, even. I don’t mind.” With one finger, he lifted my chin. “Don’t overthink it. Your kiss sends me wild. Try it again. That’s all we’re going to do, so take your time and make it good.” I gave him a punch to his bulky shoulder. “Glad you’re here. Want to talk about that cloud over your head?”

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I don’t think they’ve noticed you, specifically.” I wrinkled my nose, not really wanting to burst his bubble. I know what I want when I see it, and I'd move mountains for the lass with a whip-smart mind and killer legs. But someone is harassing me. Taking pot shots without showing their face. I need to work out who before it escalates and destroys the sanctuary of the very people I want to protect. I wrinkled my nose. Ski patrol—skirting the perimeter of the snowboarding centre’s piste range—was vital, particularly this close to dusk. Tourists got caught up in the fun and sometimes needed to be rounded up. But unless I was mistaken, this woman was seasonal and therefore probably unqualified. “On your own?”

Hand it over.” Bursting from my seat, I grabbed the paper and pen then scrawled my signature near the box by the man’s finger. My mouth dried up. She was gorgeous. American, too, by her accent. I managed a nod, despite the fact her assumption wasn’t true at all, but no words came. Nothing to explain how my brother owned the place, or how I’d helped with the build and worked here on and off in my breaks from university. I had the best time with the kids in my last group. They’re eleven or twelve and super confident.” She took another deep sip. “I’ve had lessons since I was able to walk, but at their age I was all elbows and knees.” Lying low and staying off the radar is a matter of life or death for my family. We escaped just in time to our Scottish hideaway, and safety is far from assured.

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And what's more? He's here to rescue me from my uncle's clutches. My poor sheltered heart stands no chance. Is there a Blayne McRae in the house?” A holler came from the doors, and I dragged my focus up to witness a brawny Islander barrelling his way towards me. She was beautiful, in an elegant pantsuit and with her fair hair swept up. Like Leo, she wasn’t dressed for snowsports, as most people on the mountain were, and, like him, she had the same wide mouth in an easy smile. All across the USA, people are showing up dead. The deaths don't appear to be connected in any way until one particular death occurs and gets the Secretary of Defense's attention. He arranges for a task force to investigate. Brodie instantly straightened. “Sorry, I didnae see Blayne had someone with him. I’m Brodie, this boy’s better half.”

Outside the dirty windows, the sun shone on Glasgow’s city streets. I had a car waiting in a nearby hotel car park, left by my family so I could make the long drive south.

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I always pictured my brother's best friend to be impressive--after all, he's a military helicopter pilot whose job is to save people. Then he appears in front of me and my assumptions fly out of the window.She rested her chin on her hands. “Gotta admit, I wasn’t all that excited to go out on my own. I’m only here for another couple of weeks and don’t want to end up a working-vacation statistic.” Every part of this was unexpected, no matter how much I’d planned. I’d dreamed about the moment, sweated over the anxiety of it. All my life, I’d avoided facing up to problems. I was an entertainer, getting by on my looks. At the awed giggles from the booth behind me, I peeked around, then hid a smile. In winter kit, like everyone in the ski centre’s bar, the two girls eyeing me were probably snowboarders, too. They elbowed each other as if trying to get up the courage to come say hi.