If you keep gathering those reins, lass,
you and the horse are going to end up back
where you came from.
If I have to bar the door, I will. I can be a
very accommodating man, lass, but you’ve
sorely tried my will. I’ve given you until tomorrow
to trust me with whatever you’re
hiding. After that, I can promise you won’t
like my hospitality any longer.”
“I don’t like it now,” she said crossly. She
waved her hand in his direction. “You can
leave. I’ll only be going to bed now.
I gave my word,” Crispen said stubbornly.
“You said a McCabe never breaks his word.”
Ewan shook his head wearily. “I’m beginning
to regret telling you of things a McCabe
doesn’t do. Come, let’s sit in the hall so you
can tell me of these adventures of yours.
Alaric grunted. “Someone should tell her
that. I’m telling you, Ewan, she said nothing.
She stared at me like I was some kind of
toad. Worse, she had Crispen acting like I
was the enemy. The two whispered like
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conspirators and glared at me when I dared
intervene.
His eyes narrowed. “First, the marriage
will take place. Just as soon as you’ve regained your senses and realize that tis the only sensible option left to you.”
When she would have opened her mouth
to dispute his assertion, he shocked her by clamping his hand over her mouth.
“You will be silent and allow me to finish. I have doubts that you’ve ever been able to hold your silence for more than a moment in your entire lifetime,” he grumbled.
She huffed but his hand tightened on her
mouth.
“I can only assume that my son overheard
me speaking to my men of our marriage. If you would have but cautioned him to hold his tongue, he would not have repeated it beyond his question to you. But now, you’ve announced our marriage to the entire clan.
Some might even consider it a proposal. In which case, I accept.”
He finished with a grin and then stepped
back, releasing his hold on her mouth.
“Why … you …,” she sputtered. She worked
her mouth up and down but nothing would
come out.
A cheer went up from the crowd
assembled.
“A wedding!
You don’t kiss the correct way,” she blurted out.
Maya BanksThe laird wasn’t uppermost on her mind
this morning. Sleep was.
Another giggle raced around the room,
and Mairin realized that once again, she’d
given voice to her thoughts.
Nothing good is ever easy. Or worth it.
Maya BanksHope was such a gift and a curse all rolled into one.
Maya BanksI want babies too," he said huskily. "Daughters as beautiful as you are.
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