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338 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 16, 2021
--- When in trouble, seek a Highlander...
Even if you pushed him into a river ten years ago...
When Evie McKnight slams into Jamie Mackenzie on a quay on Southampton, she flashes back to the day she accidentally knocked him into the river Cam. When she fished him out again, he shocked her with a searing, bold kiss before walking away in dripping wet shirt and kilt.
Evie has no business reveling in memories of Jamie then and the nearness of him now—she is betrothed to a respectable man from a respectable and wealthy family. But Jamie appears everywhere in London, assisting Evie and her sisters, becoming friends with her fiancé, and agreeing to be drawn into the heist Evie has planned in order to save her best friend’s father from ruin.
The son and heir of Ian Mackenzie, Jamie has roamed the world encountering adventure after adventure, and now he’s back home to settle down as he promised his family. But Jamie is restless, searching for something he can’t seem to find, trying to live up to his potential as the son of a genius.
When he sees Evie again, he knows what he’s been striving for, and he is not going to let the trivial matter of her betrothal to a dull stick and the fact that she wants to break into the British Museum put him off. Jamie is Ian Mackenzie’s son all right—he’ll use all the Mackenzie determination and adroitness to prove that she is for him, and he for her.
Author’s Note: Set in the Edwardian era, The Sinful Ways of Jamie Mackenzie, begins the stories of the next generations Mackenzies, the sons and daughters of Ian, Mac, Cameron, and Hart, and more.
“Jamie knew better than to answer his father’s question with What lady?
He sipped his whisky and wandered to an armchair, sinking into its welcoming cushions.
“How did you know I was thinking about a woman?”
Ian seated himself on the sofa, his feet in their casual shoes lined up precisely, the kilt, a threadbare one he wore about the house, falling in neat folds over his knees. “The train you traveled on reached Victoria Station at five thirty-five. You arrived here at half past eight, saying you’d come directly from the lock-up. It is thirty minutes from the station to the lock-up, considering the traffic load, and another thirty here in the hansom I saw you alighting from. That leaves one hour and fifty-five minutes unaccounted for. You could have been cleaning the car and speaking to Alec all that time, but probably not.” Ian paused to take a sip of whisky. “Also, you let your sister do most of the talking at supper, and that is unusual.”
Jamie heaved an aggrieved sigh. “Save me from a dad good with numbers. Yes, all right. I met a woman today. Her name is Evie McKnight.”
“A lover?” Ian asked.
Another son might be startled that his father mentioned such a thing, but Ian was a practical man and believed in plain speaking. Jamie was plenty old enough to have a lover, and had in fact, taken several in the past.
“A friend. There’s nothing in it, Dad. She’s betrothed to another man.”
Ian thoughtfully studied the light glinting from the facets in his glass. “Your mother was betrothed when I met her.”
Jamie had heard the tale many times. “I know. You saved her from a blackguard, and she fell in love with you instead.”
“I saw that she would be very unhappy with him,” Ian stated. “I knew he would not appreciate what a priceless jewel he had in her, and so I told her the truth about him.”
Jamie took another sip of the glorious whisky. “Mother says it was wildly romantic.” Ian met Jamie’s gaze. “I was not trying to be romantic. I wanted her to be happy. Would have done anything to make her so.”
“Including coaxing her to marry you one rainy night in Paris.”
Ian shrugged. “It was necessary.”
Jamie let out a laugh. “Necessary, he says. Well, I am selfishly glad you talked her into it, or I would not be here.”
“That is true.” Ian lifted his glass to Jamie. “I am four-fold glad. I have spent my life with my Beth, and you, and Belle, and Megan.”
For a moment, the two men drank in amused silence.
“Are you going to let Evie McKnight marry this other man?” Ian asked abruptly.
“I don’t think it’s my choice, Dad.” Jamie set his glass on the table next to him. “It’s not the same thing as you and Mum.”
“Is it nae?” Ian asked quietly.

