Absurdly enough, the thought of Jamie sharing intimacy with Laoghaire pained her just as much as the thought of leaving him behind. Her mind conjured an image of Laoghaire’s sweet round face, filled with ardent longing, while Jamie’s large hands affectionately tangled themselves in her moonbeam hair. But the thought of Jamie moving on, of his affections turning toward another, left a hollow ache within Claire’s chest.