"Lord MacLean, pray have a seat. That chair is safe." And half the size of a regular seat. She him to be comfortable in it. He eyed the chair and shook his head. "I believe I'll stand." "As you wish." She smoothed her skirts, the movement of her slender hands drawing Dougal's gaze. She had the most kissable mouth and the most intriguing-and challenging-blue eues he'd ever seen."