Duncan Oliphant's father has insisted he—and all of his brothers—marry and startproducing grandsons...like, yesterday. And Dunc is having none of it. All he wants in life is a small cottage behind his forge, and enough gold and silver to craft delicate, valuable jewelry. But he is the laird's son, albeit illegitimate, and has a duty to do. One he's happy to postpone as he takes one more commission which has him traveling across the Highlands, gold in hand. Which is, of course, the worst time to be attacked by a Highwayman. Even worse if it's not a man at all, but a Highwaywoman...a gorgeous, feisty one he accidentally kissed a fortnight ago at his brother's wedding. What is Skye MacIan doing robbing unsuspecting travelers? The only way to discover the truth—and get back his gold—is to kidnap the highwaywoman and offer a trade. Aye, this will go swimmingly. ...until it doesn't. Because Skye clearly isn't some meek, delicate lady. And despite their rocky beginning, she can't ignore the way Duncan's kisses made her feel, or how his offered solution might just be what she needs to hang up her sword for good. Can a goldsmith with simple wants make peace with a determined Highwaywoman, for the sake of their clans' futures? Or is the gulf between them—and their history—too much? And whatever did happen to all that gold? Pick up the second book in the riotously funny The Hots for Scots series, and get ready for a rollicking good time!