town book sale demanded she made a little more effort with her appearance, after all, her community were getting the first glimpses of the

mething fresh, maybe even some cakes and take Muffin for a stroll beyond th

g dark hair, pinning it up the back of her head loosely, so tendrils fell around her face. Her skin had tanned to a lovely shade from all the garden work the las

essentials, like strawberry lip balm and sun screen spray. She picked up her baby

to r

tunelessly when she swept ou

ing it days before. Rose had always had a pink obsession, since childhood, always obsessed with all things pink, girly and sparkly. Her car had been her one indulgence in London, going for a baby p

in road and reaching speed quickly, she was singing and smiling at how free she felt, energised by this impromptu outing and th

m as she tried to hit the brakes in alarm. Her car skidded halfway across the road with an almighty screech before slamming to a

olently and her heart pounded through her chest; trying to keep her head on the

l hell???? What

nap up and around and glare angrily into the steel coloured ey

nded genuinely concerned tried to infiltrate he

ng in the jet-black hair, tanned skin or intense grey eyes belonging to the tall stranger. Ordin

her belt to square her small five feet four to the huge six-foot frame before her. Anger searing her every nerve at the sheer stupidity of the man. He quickly

d the view is for me coming out and cross to the other side to pass the manor opening!’ He was defensively moving away from Rose as she continued to wave her hands a

ed fury, but he only laughed at her sudden change

ter! Asshole. G

notice this little fact, now

nto smiling, good humoured, if not a little embarrass

..’ The handsome stranger stood with hands up defensively, smiling at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world to everyone except her. R

s talking about. ‘Look never mind. It’s just, that’s what I thought when I opened your door.’ He was laugh

ve!’ She turned and threw herself back into her car in the most unladylike manner, attempting to grab her door, so

sent from his face and replaced with ‘I’m pissed off, lady.’ Their eyes glinted at one another angri

e floor she sped off without any hesitation, almost taking him out

that smug laugh and get rid of the ball of internal anger writhing inside of her. She could see the arrogant sod in her mirror, shakin

angered at the sheer effortless

s wide, wise eyes, almost telling

at I think I can give you a cute pet name and you forget I almost killed you!’ She slapped her wheel, eyes dart

ome of her tension as she did so. That ‘almost’ crash had given her a massive fright and her reactions since had been some sort of delayed mental breakdown, br

d looking a little too suave for the highlands. Men like him were normal

nt of Muffin and sat back in her chair, trying to release the tightness of her muscles. Flexing her shoulders and tilti