The Dragon Guardian (Lochguard Highland Dragons 2) - Page 2
He blinked. “What?”
“Well, just about every guy I’ve ever met says the cold makes him shrivel.” She paused and leaned over. “But in your case, that makes me wonder just how big you are when it’s warm.”
Fergus cleared his throat. He wasn’t about to allow the lass to disarm him. “The first time I met you, whilst in dragon form, you said you knew the dragon clan in Virginia back in America. I’m fairly confident the rumors about dragon-shifters and their cocks are the same there as here.”
“Maybe. But I like the idea of making you uncomfortable.”
He frowned. “Care to tell me why?”
Gina laid a hand on her stomach. “It’s fun. And believe me, it’s been months since I’ve had any fun.”
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Gina MacDonald wasn’t sure what had come over her. The black dragon constantly watching from the hills had irritated her over the passing weeks. Who was he to spy on her? Not only that, but he never had the balls to talk with her so she could find out why he was there. She didn’t think Travis had sent him.
No. She refused to think of that bastard.
And yet she was spilling her guts to the Scottish dragonman. Sure, it was true she hadn’t had any fun since her mother had shipped her off to Scotland, but it was hardly something you told a stranger.
The dragonman pushed lightly against her back and Gina nearly moaned at his touch. She would give her left arm for a massage.
The mysterious dragonman spoke up, his yummy Scottish accent making her want to shiver. “Aye, well, sometimes fun has to wait. You’re about to have a child, so get used to it.”
She glanced over at the tall Scot at her side. “What, do you have a brood of five kids at home and are speaking from experience?”
“I don’t have any children.”
His tone was a little too controlled. The smart thing would be to drop it, but Gina didn’t like unanswered questions. “But you do want them someday.”
The dragonman faltered in his step. His dark blue eyes met hers and she drew in a breath. It seemed dragon-shifters were attractive on both sides of the pond.
Clenching her fingers, Gina pushed aside her attraction. After all, that was what had landed her in the current situation.
They reached the door and the dragonman turned the knob. Gina debated the negatives of inviting a strange man into her house. But then the wind gusted. Longing for warmth, she decided to trust her gut that the man wouldn’t hurt her, and she stepped inside. “Come in, then, Mister...?”
“MacKenzie. Fergus MacKenzie.”
Gina snorted. “You can’t get much more Scottish than that.”
Fergus clicked the door closed. “Fergus is a strong name. It means man of strength or man of force.”
She put on a mock Scottish accent. “Aye, and it’s a verra bonny name, too.”
She didn’t think it was possible, but Fergus frowned deeper than before. “We’re doing accents then, aye?” His voice turned into a high-pitched Valley Girl accent. “I’m, like, so super cool. And, like, you’re hella crazy.”
She managed to keep it together until Fergus waggled his eyebrows and Gina barked out a laugh. “You should talk like that all of the time. It suits you.”
His voice returned to normal. “But Americans love it when I roll my 'r's.”
Not wanting to acknowledge it was true, Gina turned, picked up a blanket and tossed it at Fergus. “Cover yourself and I’ll pour some juice.”
From the corner of her eye, she watched Fergus wrap the blanket around his lean hips. The tattoo on one of his upper arms bunched and flexed as he did it.
Dragon-shifters really were too attractive for their own good.
Not now, Gina. We learned our lesson, remember? Keep it together.
Clearing her throat, she went into the kitchen. Just as she was about to lean against the counter and take a breather, Fergus waltzed into the room as if he owned it. Spotting her against the counter, he muttered, “Bloody stubborn female.”
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