Page 118 of Highland Outlaw

She nodded.

He sat on the nearest bench and sank his head into his hands, emotion overtaking him, overwhelmed by all that he could have lost. She sat beside him, and when he looked up, his eyes burned. “God, Lizzie, I'm sorry.”

Her eyes shone with tears. “I take it you are happy?”

The lump in his chest was hot and thick as he gathered her into his arms. “I didn't think I could ever feel this happy.”

He'd sought Lizzie for her land, but never could he have realized all that she would bring him. With her he would have a home—a family. And the love and happiness he'd known so long ago.

He kissed her again. Softly. Tenderly. With a poignancy that would mark this moment forever.

All of a sudden, he pulled back as the truth finally dawned on him. “There was never anyone else you were intending to marry. It was me.”

Lizzie broke into a wide smile. She pressed her cheek against his chest and sighed. “It's only ever been you.”

The heart he didn't realize he had seemed to become too big for his chest.

And this time when he kissed her, he didn't stop.