" I did not mean to be so long away from you. I had clan business to take care of, which took longer than I anticipated.”
She nodded. “I understand.”
He blew out a breath. “I’m not sure you do. I was eager to get through that business precisely because I wanted it out of the way so that I could return to your side.”
Now it was her turn to feel her body flush with heat. “Oh yeah?”
“Aye.” He looked down at his hands and then slowly reached and clasped her hand resting against her thigh. The rough feel of his calloused hands on her skin, and the tentative vulnerability in the movement, about made her slide forward off the bench and melt in a puddle on the stone floor.
He really was just a big—quiet—teddy bear. "

― Angela Quarles , Must Love More Kilts (Must Love, #4)