Amelia chuckled, “Why, I’ll be . . .” She rushes to Gavina and embraces her quickly as tears stream down her cheeks. She knows how much Gavina prized that gown and how expensive it must have been. Stitching it to her size is something she’d never expected. With Gavina, she couldn’t have asked for a better friend.
LATER THAT EVENING, when she tried on the gown, it fit her perfectly. Amelia praised Gavina for doing such a fantastic job. But her friend hadn’t stopped at the cloth; she also took it upon herself to help Amelia do up her hair and pretty her face.
When Thomas arrived to pick her up that evening, his gaze said a thousand words. And he wasn’t slow to compliment her beauty. He took her by the hand and escorted her to the carriage as a gentleman should. Once safely aboard, the coachman gave a tug on the reigns, and with a short command, the carriage headed down the road toward the village square.
The dance held in the town hall was lively and festive. Thomas couldn’t take his eyes off her. What a bonnie lass! When any man approached Amelia to ask for a dance, he had quickly intervened to inform them that she was with him.
As the event wound to a close, Thomas asked if it was okay for them to visit his home. She agrees; after all, Owen is with Gavina for the night. There, he offers her a glass of wine, and they talk about the night’s events; the odd-looking couple who’d created a scene in the corner, the talented musicians, random musings. Thomas has a good wit and humour, which Amelia enjoys immensely.
While they laugh at one of his jokes, Thomas shifts calmly and moving closely beside Amelia. He looks directly into her eyes …
“You look so beautiful when you laugh,” he says softly and touches her cheek, tracing a finger to her lips. Amelia hesitates; her initial reaction is to pull away, she stops herself.
“Amelia, why do you keep rejecting me,” he says with a calm voice and a dreamy look in his eyes.
She can’t deny it; he’s right. Amelia has been resisting him. Even when she knows deep down that she too wants to be with him, deserves (?) to be with him. Perhaps the time has come. Time to let go of Oliver. Time to allow herself to be happy. Time to let another man into her heart. He inches closer and closer, and this time Amelia doesn’t pull away. Understanding that he has her consent, he draws her nearer and kisses her.
His lips were warm on hers; at first, her lips were closed to his kiss, but she gently parts them, and as he moves in with his tongue Amelia eagerly reciprocates. Tasting her lips, he moans in desire and slowly put purposely moves his hand from her lap to her breasts. Thomas cups and gently squeezes them. Amelia hastens her kiss; she loves the way he is teasing her breasts. Her nipples are hard and engorged.
He quickly undresses Amelia and abruptly stops to take in her curvaceous body. “Oh, love…you’re a bonnie goddess!” He whispers out loud to himself. As his eyes scan her naked body, Amelia's shyness envelops her. No man has ever looked at her this way...except Oliver. She sheepishly covers her body with her delicate hands, but Thomas gently takes hold and slowly pulls them out of the way.
“You’re a beautiful lass, Miss Amelia …” he says wistfully.
Then, without words, Thomas bends over and suckles her breast while sliding his hand between her legs. It’s moist and hot as he massages her vagina, playfully patting and caressing. Amelia breathes deeply, and he seems to react to each breath with his tongue on her breast while fingering her. It’s so wet now. He lightly bites her nipples and continues with his fingers until she begins to moan; it has been a very long time since she has felt this way.
Answering her desire, he hastily rips open his pants and slides his manhood inside her. They both groan in pleasure, and soon their moans deepen. The rhythm intensifies, each thrust hitting deeper and deeper inside of her. When he can no longer hold on, he calls out her name as a flood of ecstasy rolls over them and sweeps them both away, exhausted and spent.
At this very moment, all thoughts of Oliver have been washed from Amelia’s mind; she had sorely missed the way he made love to her and had vowed never to forget … but this precious memory was rapidly dissolving into nothing. She was lost in the pleasure bestowed upon her by Thomas Gant.
Chapter 8
It has been five months since Amelia and Thomas first met, and their special bond has grown from friendship to lovers. Even though it took her a great deal of time to grow close to him, she has let him fully into her world.
Gavina was right; she can’t continue to harbor feelings for a past lover. It has been years since she has had any contact with Oliver. Even though they have a son together, room exists to let another man into her heart. "Love sometimes does not go the way you have planned," she remembers Gavina saying.
It was not easy putting thoughts of Oliver out of her mind; after all, he was the first man she had ever truly loved. It was like starting over. Now and then, her mind drifted to Oliver, and she found herself wondering what had happened to him. Did he have a perfect life with Sophie and their child? Have they had more children? He did always say he wanted three or four ... Maybe he’d finally fulfilled his dreams. Perhaps he had found true happiness after all.
Although the memories of Oliver had not completely abandoned her, Amelia’s relationship with Thomas has grown ever stronger. For the past three years, her main focus and top priority had been the care and well-being of her son, and this had not changed. However, the addition of Thomas in their lives has added a whole new dimension. The lad now had a “father figure” about, well, at least when Thomas would spend time with them, which was quite regularly. Still, Oliver continuously came to mind; what they shared and what they could have had together. Amelia continuously reminded herself that these thoughts would fade with time.
Moreover, she had every reason to be happy with Thomas. Not only did he show great love for her, but also that of Owen, showering him with the fatherly love he’d been without over the course of his nearly four years. And then there was the land from Thomas, who had made Amelia’s dream come true when she had least expected it; her dream of owning a larger farm.
She remembered fondly the day he’d taken her for a picnic to an extensive piece of farmland and, while there, asked what she would do had the land been hers’. Amelia had spoken with much enthusiasm as to the types of crops she’d grow and how she would market and profit from her produce. Thomas had sat smiling as he listened to her grand plans before saying, ‘It’s yours,” At first, she laughed at Thomas’s joke, but when he said, “No. It’s true. I want you to have it,” she sat stunned, unable to speak. She broke down crying and, in a fit of euphoria, had thrown herself on Thomas. They made love on the picnic blanket in the warm sun.
After the initial surprise, Amelia had rejected Thomas’s offer, recalling the land arrangement between her father and Clach that resulted in great suffering to Amelia. But Thomas would not take no for an answer and eventually persuaded her on Amelia’s condition that it be a lease. She would work the land for four years, after which she would repay Thomas for four years of interest. He agreed, knowing secretly that he would refuse payment when the time came.
Epilogue
TONIGHT, Thomas has invited Amelia to accompany him to an art showing at the town hall. She’d accepted, of course. She feels so worldly when he takes her to showings and concerts; she’s so blessed to be his fancy. Walking around the hall and listening to him speak fluently and intelligently about the art on display is a lovely thing; it’s enriching to one’s soul. He never hesitates to make her introductions to his associates and friends, no matter the occasion.
He leans over and whispers gently in Amelia’s ear, “Cannae get you a drink, my lady…?”
Smiling, she replies, “Aye.”
This time he kisses her ear passionately and again whispers, “Stay here, I will be back.”
Amelia nods and composes herself, watching him as he walks toward the barman. Hmmm ... perhaps they’ll have to create their own “art” later tonight in the bedroom, she thinks to herself with a smile.
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“Amelia?”
Snapping out of her thoughts, she turns to face Oliver.
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Chills running down her spine. Butterflies swirling in her stomach. The entire room is a blur ... is it really him?!?.
Yes, it's true. Oliver stands before her so handsome and manly, just as she remembers him. Seeing him again so unexpectedly sends tidal waves of emotions through her body. She gasps and struggles to pull herself together.
How is this even possible? Why does she feel this way again?
Her longing for him is so strong and primal, and just when her life has begun anew.
She has Thomas in her life now. The perfect man; strong, caring, handsome and wealthy. Thomas is the one who filled the emptiness consuming her these past few years. It is Thomas who has been a father figure to her son; the most precious thing in her life.
But now ... seeing Oliver again has changed everything. Her life can never be the same again. Is she destined to remain unfulfilled? Is it possible to love the man she is with, or will she forever love the man who got away? She mustn't allow herself to come between these two noblemen, for it could signal the beginning of a fierce rivalry that destroys them all. But oh! Her deepest desires are stirring ...
Staying in a relationship with Thomas while secretly harbouring feelings for Oliver is wrong, but must she act on her feelings?.
If so, will she forever regret her decision ..?
"HIGHLANDER'S LOVE CHILD” is the thrilling conclusion to the Highland Lover Series by best-selling author Fiona Knightley, full of romance and intrigue, you will be transported in time to the beautiful Scottish Highlands. ♥
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