The Scotch King (Scotch 1)
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He patted my thigh before he rose to his feet. “I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready.” He grabbed my bags and walked out, meeting Dunbar in the hallway.
I stayed behind and enjoyed the solitude, thinking of the path laid out before me. I needed to crack down on my mission, to learn as much as I could about the man who kept me as a prisoner. I needed to learn his strengths as well as his weaknesses.
And I needed to learn how to make him fall in love with me.