With just over two weeks to go to the release of my novel, Highland Arms, I thought I'll tease you a little with a scene from Chapter Three. This one's for the girls! ;-) Excerpt: Yes, she’d just have to convince Auntie Meg—and Rory Cameron—that she simply had to stay. Her mind made up, she rose and wrapped a thick blanket around her shoulders. As her bare feet touched the wooden floor, she hissed at the chill. With no maid to call upon, she left her room and went downstairs in search of the kitchen. The thought of a warming cup of tea raised her spirits. Then she’d continue to set her plan into motion. She pushed the kitchen door open and stopped short. Standing by the mullioned window, in front of a large bowl overflowing with water, was Rory Cameron. He turned as he heard the door. Catriona caught her breath, and grabbed the handle, letting go of the blanket. Water dripped over his head and down his torso, trickling in small rivulets over his kilt held by a broad belt