His lips touched her. Fire woke her spirit.
"I will be with you," he said. "Who knows? I hear they're having a shortage of policemen in New Orleans. It might be as good a place as any to work toward the future," he told her. And then he lifted her hand and kissed her fingers. "But for now ... have I told you," he queried, "that I really do love Scotland, that it can be one of the most beautiful places in the world? Gorgeous, colorful... wild, rugged, a passionate land! When the wind blows, and the waves beat against the cliffs ... it's like a heartbeat. So sensual ..." She smiled and kissed him back. She might not have loved him before. But she loved him now. And she would do so into eternity....