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wasn’t sure if that thought pleased him or not.
    “Look, Shane, whatever you want to hope or believe, this weather is set in for the day. Where are you staying?”
    “The hotel in the village.”
    “I think maybe you’d best ring Elspeth at the hotel and tell her you’re here with me. Otherwise she’ll be calling for the mountain rescue to hunt for you.” He pulled the shutters over the chilly scene outside and put his hand in the hollow at the base of her spine to urge her toward the settee. “Mind you, it’d be an easy shout.”
    “It would?” Shane looked back at him. “How come?”
    “I’m one of the people she’d call to go out and hunt.”
    Shane giggled. “Cover yourself in glory, eh? Are you sure?”
    He deliberately chose to misunderstand. “That she’d call me? Oh, yeah.”
    “No, you moron, that I’ll not get back later. I mean, I don’t even have a toothbrush with me, let alone a change of clothes.”
    She sat on the settee and stretched her legs out in front of her. Even though they were clad in damp denim and sheepskin boots, Ross admired the long elegant shape. His cock stirred as he thought of how he’d like to tug off Shane’s boots and peel her jeans slowly downwards until her soft skin was bared for him. Of course he didn’t know her skin would be soft and strokeable, but he’d bet his Firewire surfboard it would be.
    “Toothbrush is no problem. We always have new ones in the club shop. Clothes we can cope with. I’ll wash and dry what you’re wearing and lend you sweats or something for now.” He raised one eyebrow. “Of course, we do sell clothes in the shop as well.”
    Shane shook her head and sighed. “I bet you do. Okay, let me ring the hotel.” The call took seconds, and Elspeth, the owner, was pleased she’d called.
    “Otherwise, I would have worried,” Elspeth said, cheerfully. She didn’t sound very worried, just the opposite. “We’ll see you when we see you then. Ross will look after you.” Was there something in the way Elspeth said it that made Shane sure Elspeth knew exactly who Ross was and what went on at Diomhair? It was probably an open secret to the locals, whatever their preferences were, but she wasn’t going to ask.
    “Okay?” Ross asked her.
    “She was glad I rang, and said you’d look after me?” She ended the sentence on an up note. Shane went back to his last statement.
    Ross grinned. “That I will. So, clothes?”
    “I can imagine what you sell in the shop.” Shane shook her head and sighed. “Joggers or a bathrobe will be fine. No way am I spending the evening in a corset. Bloody uncomfortable, and so not me. My boobs and I need space to expand.” She blushed and sniggered. “Shit, that sounds even more kinky than kinky—or weird. Expanding boobs. The mind boggles. Hell, you know what I mean.”
    “I’d’ve known what you mean without the cussing, kitten.” He used the subbie name on purpose to see how she’d react. To his amusement her lips firmed and her eyes glittered, but she didn’t speak.
    “Why do you not like the fact I want to call you kitten? It’s better than ‘hey, you’, or ‘you, girl’, surely?” He sat down next to her and looked at her steadily. “Now’s the time to ‘fess up, kitten. Let’s be open and honest, eh? I’m going to grab you something to wear, and point you to the shower.” He put his hand over her lips, and felt her breath on his palm as she opened and shut her mouth again. “Good girl. You might say you don’t want a shower, but, babe, you’re cold and it will warm you up.”
    “Sheesh, I hate babe even more than pet or kitten. Why can’t you call me Shane?”
    Ross stood up. “I’ll tell you what? You tell me why you hate a pet name, and I don’t mean as in animal pet, and I’ll not call you kitten— if your explanation is justified.”
    She scratched her nose.
    That telling gesture enchanted him. He remembered it as something she’d done as a kid, when she was