“I guess we’re about to find out,” Robyn murmured.
The back door of the cab flew open abruptly; a foot encased in a spiked, bright blue stiletto appeared first. The body that followed belonged to a beautiful redhead dressed in a bright blue dress with a conservative neckline and a very unconservative hemline.
Her copper-red hair hung around her shoulders in stylized waves.
She stared at the three of them for a second and then one hand flew to her hip. She cocked it and grinned, revealing two appealing dimples.
There was something wild in Regan’s smile.
Knowing what he knew, Lachlan braced himself.
He had the sudden sense of foreboding that Ardnoch’s peace and tranquility was about to be disturbed.
“Hey, sis.” Regan winked at Robyn. “Did you miss me?”