"I'm not blind,you know." His gaze flicked down to her breasts, interestingly encased in her tight riding habit. "I can see well." Her cheeks flushed, and she tried to pull away again. Behind Dougal came a bang, like the sound of a large door slamming, and Sophia's eyes widened. "Angus, " she cried. "Ye misbegotten bounder!" Angus roared. Dougal turned just in time to see a huge fist hit him squarely in the eye. Thanks to Sophia, who'd jumped up and clung tightly to Angus's huge arm, the punch was softened. Otherwise, not only would it have knocked Dougal down (which it did), and not only would it have sent the world dark (which it did), and not only would it have blackened his eye (which it did), but it also might have killed him. Instead, Angus's slowed fist merely smashed into Dougal's face, spun him around, and laid him out as neatly as a piece of firewood."