He smiled into her hair, "What if I told ye I hoped it'd get yer attention?" He meant the words as he said them, glad that the advertisement did what his heart of hearts had, indeed, hoped for. He sighed softly and murmured, "Believe it or not, I pined for ye. That marriage to another wouldn't have been a lovin' one, that's fer sure and certain. Ye're always on me mind. When ye're not here, I miss the smell of yer hair, the softness of yer skin, the smolderin' in yer eyes when we lay together. Ah, Molly, t'wouldn't have been fair to these lasses who wrote to me... One of them would have been miserable."