Tangled in Moonlight のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

As Camden traced the hand that had gripped her arm, she found herself face to face with a tall, ruggedly handsome man with fiery red hair and a big, shaggy beard. Standing beside him was a slightly shorter man, also with flaming red hair, but he was clean-shaven. Their uncanny resemblance immediately made Camden suspect that they must be brothers. They were both glaring at her with stern expressions when the bearded man pulled her closer so that no one else could hear when he whispered into her ear, "We know what ye are", sending a shiver down her spine. Panic gripped Camden's heart, and she looked around, searching for Matt or Clayton to come to her rescue. "Please, let me go. You're hurting me," Camden pleaded as she tugged her arm back, trying to free herself from his grip. She had hoped that appealing to his compassion might work, but there was no change in his demeanour and his grasp on her didn't slacken in the slightest. "I'm not here to make trouble," she added, hoping that wo

They came to the gravel road that led to the farmhouse, and Matt decided it would be the perfect time to do an impersonation of Angus. "Say, lass, Camden is a Scottish name. Do ye have a wee bit o' Scottish in ye?" he asked in a perfect imitation of Angus's rough, gravelly voice before switching to a woman's high-pitched voice, "No?" he replied to himself, struggling to hold back his own laughter. Then he switched back to Angus's low drawl again, "Do ye want one?" Camden had a chuckle, but between Clayton and Matt they seemed to think it was the most hilarious thing they had ever heard. They were just about rolling on the floor with laughter, clutching at their sides while Camden looked on, now laughing at their reaction more than at Matt's impersonation. Clayton had tears in his eyes and could barely breathe from laughing so hard. As they headed down the gravel road and were passing the main house, Camden had to shush them multiple times, hoping they wouldn't disturb the owner. "Hold

Camden was uncertain as to whether she'd been asleep for 10 minutes or 10 hours when she felt a warm body climb into her bed and press against her. She gasped in shock and fear when she heard a familiar voice, "Chill, it's just me." It was Clayton. "What are you doing here?!" she whisper-shouted, her annoyance apparent. "I had a bad dream," Clayton whispered back. "So go cuddle up with Matt," she replied dismissively, rolling over to face away from him, annoyed by the sudden intrusion. "Come on, Cam," he whispered, pleading into her ear, as he placed a tentative hand on her shoulder. He traced his fingers down her body lightly, sending shivers down her spine before he settled with his hand over her stomach. "Clayton..." she groaned, her voice laced with annoyance after all that had happened before they'd gone to bed, but he interrupted her saying, "Please don't tell me to go. We don't have to do anything. I just want to be near you. You let me stay last night..." "Last night was diffe

Grey daylight streamed into the room as Camden finally managed to open her eyes. Searching the room, she tried to figure out where she was. The memory of the night before made its way through the fuzzy morning haze of her mind, reminding her of the weird situation she had caused with Clayton. Then she realised that she was on the couch and relief flooded her as she recalled that they had worked it out. But where was Clayton? She knew he'd been here when she had fallen asleep, but now he was gone. She sat up with a yawn, rubbing her eyes as if by doing so it would miraculously allow him to appear. This obviously did not work and he was still absent in spite of her best efforts to clear the morning sleep from her eyes. She noted that the fire had burned down to embers and she was still covered in the blanket he had brought from his room last night. Wrapping the blanket around her tightly to ward off the morning chill, she stood up and stretched her limbs before heading to his room to se

They sat on the deck, as per Camden's request, but after about 30 minutes, Camden had a change of heart. The sights had disappeared, the wind was freezing, the ferry was rocking and Camden's morning sickness was stirring. "Do you guys want to head below deck?" Camden suggested, feeling nauseous and a little embarassed that she hadn't even lasted an hour after being so adamant about remaining on deck. "Nothing could make me happier," Matt replied, his teeth chattering.As they headed downstairs, Camden felt instant relief from the bite of the wind and was glad she had made the decision to move. The trio decided to go to the onboard restaurant, the guys feeling that more food would be the answer to their lingering hangovers. The restaurant was quite busy, which wasn't too surprising, seeing as it was freezing on deck. They were lucky enough to find a table near a window, so they were able to enjoy the view while they enjoyed a meal. The guys both ordered chili hot dogs while Camden opte