The Highlander's Christmas Quest (The Lairds Most Likely 5)

The devil always comes with a pretty face, she reminded herself. He was no angel, this bastard.

"Nothing to say?"

"I’m no’ Mhairi Drummond," she insisted.

His expression turned cynical. "I hear ye, lassie. It matters naught. Whoever the hell ye are, you’re coming back to Achnasheen."