Chapter 3

Duncan wondered if Sir William would mention what they’d seen among the trees. He couldn’t get the sight of Aaron being so thoroughly fucked out of his mind. He’d wished he could have traded places with Aaron and the man he hadn’t been able to see fully was Sir William.

“What’s that sigh for?”

Lord, he’d sighed out loud? Someday he would learn to control himself, Duncan supposed. “N-nothing.”

“Hmm. You should probably get some sleep. We have an early day tomorrow if we are to make it all the way home before nightfall.”

Duncan nodded. “Aye, sir.” He went to his own roll and began removing his boots. “Sir, who was it that was swiving Aaron?”

“What?”

Duncan couldn’t believe he’d just blurted that out. He buried his face in his hands and prayed he would learn to keep his mouth shut. “Um…it was just…I was curious.”

“You couldn’t see?”

Duncan licked his dry lips. “No. I could only see Aaron.”