Saving Grace

A demon, after all, could easily be crushed by an archangel.

Joha

Nicholas intercepted her in the center of the hall. He lifted her into his arms and swung her off the floor.

"Oh, Nicholas, I'm so happy to see you!" she cried out.

"Put her down damn it!" Gabriel roared. "And get your hands off her. My wife isn't in any condition to be tossed about like a caber."

Both Joha

"My sister may look delicate, MacBain, but surely you've noticed by now she's really as strong as an ox."

"I've noticed you haven't let go of her yet," Gabriel snapped. "Joha

He sounded surly, but the sparkle in his eyes indicated he was pleased to see her happy. She thought he might actually like Nicholas, too, but Gabriel would go to his grave before admitting it. Men, she'd learned, were a complicated lot.

She pulled away from her brother and went to her husband. He immediately put his arm around her shoulders and hauled her close into his side.

"Why didn't you bring Mama with you, Nicholas? She would have been happy for your company, and she is pla

Gabriel nodded. "Yes, Nicholas," he said. "Why didn't you bring her?"

"She wasn't ready to leave England just yet," Nicholas countered. "Besides, there developed a bit of a problem, Joha

Gabriel wouldn't let him finish. "Your mother will come next month."

"Explain, please, the problem you mentioned," she requested.

Both men looked wary now. She thought they didn't know how to give her the bad news. After several minutes of prodding, however, she came to the realization neither one had any intention of telling her about Raulf.

Gabriel could barely make himself let go of Joha

Nicholas sat across from his sister and adjacent to Gabriel. Keith sat next to him. Clare joined them a few minutes later and took her seat next to Joha

Both Nicholas and Gabriel stood up when Clare entered the room. Joha

Nicholas kept his gaze on the lovely woman walking toward him. Gabriel kept his full attention on his brother-in-law. He waited to see a sign of recognition.

"Do you know this woman, Nicholas?" he demanded.

His brother-in-law took exception to Gabriel's tone of voice. "How the hell could I know her? I haven't met her yet."

Joha

Gabriel still wasn't willing to admit defeat. He believed he'd thought the matter through and come up with the only logical conclusion possible. The MacBain plaid had been spotted near MacI

"Are you telling me you've never met Clare MacKay before?" he asked.

"That's what I'm telling you all right," Nicholas drawled out.

"Hell."

"Gabriel, what is the matter with you?" Joha

"I thought your brother was the one responsible for Clare's condition."

"How could you think that?" Joha

"It was a logical conclusion," Gabriel defended.

"It was a sinful conclusion," Joha

Nicholas was trying to follow the budding argument. He understood Gabriel was trying to blame him for something or other and that Joha

"Exactly what is it you think I'm responsible for?" he asked Gabriel.

"Nicholas, this matter needn't concern you," Joha

"How can it not concern him?" Gabriel asked. "If he is the father…"

She wouldn't let him finish. "He isn't," she blurted out.

The frown on Gabriel's face was chilling. "I see," he remarked. He sat down, motioned for Nicholas to do the same, and then turned back to his wife.

"Then you know who the man is, don't you, Joha

Joha

"We have company," she whispered, hoping her reminder would make Gabriel realize she didn't wish to discuss the delicate topic now.

He refused to take the hint. "You will give me the man's name," he ordered.

She let out a sigh. Clare had been diligently studying the tabletop with her head bowed and her hands fisted in her lap. She looked up when Joha

Gabriel wasn't prepared for that answer. He leaned back in his chair and stared at the MacKay woman for a long minute before he turned to his wife.

Joha

Joha

"Ready for what, m'lady?" Clare whispered back.

"Growling."

Gabriel ignored the banter. He was still reacting to the news he'd just been given. The ramifications were staggering, and try as he did, he couldn't understand why the woman would put herself in such jeopardy over a lie.

He shook his head. Joha

His face turned red. She guessed he didn't think it was joyful at all. Clare was squeezing her hand now in obvious fear. Joha

"You have no reason to be frightened," she a

"Will someone tell me what in thunder is going on?" Nicholas demanded.

"No!" Gabriel, Joha

Joha

"Gabriel, this matter can wait until later for discussion," she a

Her husband finally nodded. "We should only have pleasant conversation at the supper table," she said then. "Isn't that right, Clare?"

"Yes," Clare replied. She let go of Joha

"My husband has," Joha

"No, I haven't," Gabriel said.

He still sounded irritated to her, but she wasn't upset. "Why haven't you told him?"

"I thought you would want to," he answered.

She smiled. Nicholas's curiosity was captured of course. "What is this news?"

"I want you to tell him," Joha

"Tell me what?" Nicholas asked.

"Your brother's a very impatient man," Clare remarked. "But then, most Englishmen are, aren't they?"

"No, they aren't," Nicholas snapped. "Joha

Clare was startled by Nicholas's hard tone of voice. Her shoulders straightened a bit more, and she frowned at the man she now decided was a rude boor.

"She isn't barren." Gabriel made the a

"'Tis the truth, she isn't barren," Keith remarked.

The men all nodded again. Calum and Leila came into the hall then. Leila was holding Calum's hand. She let go of him when they started down the steps. Joha