Shy, quiet Regency miss, Fiona MacLean, must save her brothers from becoming embroiled in a centuries old feud that could mean the death of them all. All she has to do is commit one, teeny, tiny, barely noticeable . . . crime.

WILL HE?

Sinfully handsome Black Jack Kincaid has spent his entire life philandering with other men's willing wives, trying to forget beautiful, wilful Fiona MacLean, so he's shocked when he awakens one day and discovers himself married to that very lass! Will he help her save her brothers and end a centuries old family feud? Can he accept being married to the woman who broke his heart so many years ago? And now that he has her, can he afford to let her go?

"In How To Abduct A Highland Lord, the characters are as wonderful as the story. Fiona is priceless, she holds her own with Jack and matches him in tenacity. At the same time she is sensitive and vulnerable. The way Jack's emotions play out on the pages, the way he slowly but surely falls for Fiona is delightful to watch and Fiona's handsome and overbearing brothers are charming. Even the villains are intriguing. How To Abduct A Highland Lord is laced with passion and drama, and with it's wonderfully romantic and thrilling ending, it's a story you don't want to miss!" - Joyfully Reviewed

"Why?"

Slowly, she placed her hand upon her stomach, "Because I told everyone I was carrying your child."

"You did what?"

A blush stained her cheeks. "I told both of our families that I was with child and that was why we'd married. It's the only reason Father MacCanney agreed to wed us."

"You bloody bi--"

"Don't." Her eyes flashed. "I would not have involved you had I any other choice. Our families are poised on the brink of war. The feud must end. And it will end here, healed by our marriage."

There was silence as he fought to find a way to overturn her reasoning. He hadn't spoken to his family for over fifteen years, betrayed one time too many. It was ironic that he, of all of them, should have the family fate thrown into his lap and that he, and no one else, had been called upon to save the lot of them.

He raked a hand through his hair. "I don't see how this marriage will end the feud."

"It won't, Jack." She spoke low, her voice suddenly husky. "But the birth of our child will."

He turned then to look at her. "There is no child, is there?"

"Not yet." The sun streamed in from the window and lit her brown hair to a warm auburn, her green eyes seeking his. The light caressed her head to foot, limning her curves, heating her skin.

His heart ached at the sight. He'd loved her once. He couldn't afford to love her again.

Her voice rose softly and, meeting his gaze, she said, "Give me a child, Jack. Give me a child and end this feud forever."

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