The laird wasn’t uppermost on her mind
this morning. Sleep was.
Another giggle raced around the room,
and Mairin realized that once again, she’d
given voice to her thoughts.

Auteur: Maya Banks

The laird wasn’t uppermost on her mind<br />this morning. Sleep was.<br />Another giggle raced around the room,<br />and Mairin realized that once again, she’d<br />given voice to her thoughts. - Maya Banks



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