A Kiss in Spring (Kiss the Wallflower Book 3) by Tamara Gill

Author:Tamara Gill [Gill, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamara Gill
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The following morning Sophie came downstairs and found her driver kicking his heels in the foyer. “Good morning, Peter. Are you after me for something?” she asked, coming to stand before him.

“Miss Sophie, good morning. Yes, the wheel for the carriage arrived yesterday from Inverness and has been repaired. We can continue with our journey tomorrow if you wish.”

Footsteps sounded on the parquetry floor and she turned to see Brice striding purposefully toward her. She bit her lip, and blinked at his kilt and shirt, his only articles of clothing. Heat rushed to her cheeks and she turned back to Peter only to see him contemplating her and the laird.

“Is there something the matter, lass?” Brice asked, coming to a stop beside her.

She shook her head. “No, nothing.” She glanced up at him, her stomach summersaulting at being near him again. Her fingers itched to reach out and wrap about his waist, pull him close so he may kiss her again.

Sophie shook her head, dismissing the fanciful thought. She really did need to get a hold of her emotions.

“My carriage is repaired. Peter was just saying we may continue on with our journey tomorrow.”

His smile slipped before he schooled his features. “We shall send word this afternoon regarding Miss Grant’s travel arrangements.” Brice clasped her hand and pulled her toward his study. “If ye’ll excuse us.”

Sophie didn’t have the opportunity to say thank you to her servant before she was whisked into the laird’s office where the door was shut, the snip of the lock loud in the empty, sizeable room.

“What are you doing, Brice? With the way you just acted, I’m not sure what my driver will think.”

He walked over and then leaned up against his desk, watching her, his dark, hooded gaze pinning her on the spot. She fought not to fidget, although why she felt as if she were about to be scolded she had no idea.

“I dinna care what yer driver may think or anyone else. What I wish to know is if ye are going to be leaving me tomorrow?”

Leaving me? Sophie came up to him and uncrossed his arms covering his chest, placing them about her back. “Are we welcome to stay for a few more days then, my lord?”

He threw her a half smile, his grip about her waist increasing and making her belly clench. “Aye, ye’re more than welcome. If fact, I’d love for ye to be a guest here for some weeks. Mayhap write to yer friend in the highlands and ask her to travel here to see ye. She’d be more than welcome also.”

“Really? You’d do that for me?”

He leaned forward, brushing her lips with his. “Aye, I’d do that and more if it meant that I could keep ye here for a little while longer.”

Sophie would love to have her friend come and stay and she would write her today and ask if she’d come. “I will ask her to stay, although I’m not certain she’ll be able to.

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