A Scoundrel's Promise_The Marriage Maker by Tarah Scott & Erin Rye

A Scoundrel's Promise_The Marriage Maker by Tarah Scott & Erin Rye

Author:Tarah Scott & Erin Rye [Scott, Tarah & Rye, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scarsdale Publishing, Ltd
Published: 2019-01-07T16:00:00+00:00


Ten minutes later, Mackenzie approached the paddock. As suspected, Liam was already there with her Arabian, Freya, leading her in a circle. Her horse was a beauty, but nothing like the man at her side.

“Easy, lass,” he crooned. “That’s right, bonny one. Easy. Trust me.”

Freya snorted and snapped her head, but as Liam continued his gentle words, she stilled and allowed him to flatten a palm on her neck. Slowly, he stroked her back and walked around her rump, palm gliding along her body as the horse twisted her head to watch.

Mackenzie sighed. If only Liam touched her that way. Was it improper to be jealous of one’s horse? Liam turned away to lead the horse across the paddock, and Mackenzie rested her arms atop the fence and inspected the man, pleased with the set of his shoulders and his lean hips. She shivered, secretly shocked at the pleasure to be found in staring at a man’s strong buttocks.

Please, Freya, please be the densest horse in all Scotland. The thought that Liam might work his magic and train her quickly was depressing. Watching Liam was the best birthday present she’d ever received.

As for marriage material? The man was of the highest quality, that was certain. There was little to stand in her way. Doubtless, Lord Ewan Fraser would want his brother happily wed, and as the daughter of an earl, she was a perfect match for a viscount’s brother. Why the Frasers lived as commoners at Blackstone Abbey was a mystery, though she’d heard rumors of their father losing his property through gambling. While rumors were seldom reliable, still, where there was smoke, a fire usually burned. Such hardships, however, wouldn’t stand in her way. Her father was rich, and she, the heiress.

Liam wheeled Freya around. The horse followed. Liam had a true way with horses, a gift that went well beyond just ‘having a way.’ Already, Freya was well on her way to trusting him.

“Aye, bonny one. There’s a sweet lass, now.” Liam chuckled.

Liam looked away from the horse and his eyes locked with Mackenzie’s. He angled his head in acknowledgement.

“Good afternoon.” Mackenzie smiled.

“Good afternoon, my lady. I see you are dressed for riding.”

She smiled, pleased he’d noticed.

He strolled past her, leading the horse. “I know you do no’ mean to ride this mare today.”

Mackenzie’s smile vanished. Indeed, she had planned on riding Freya, but suddenly, she realized how foolish a notion that had been. The horse wasn’t at all ready.

“Of course not,” she fibbed. “I plan to ride one of the chestnuts.”

“Very wise.” He slowed and allowed Freya to walk close enough to sniff his shoulder.

“Wise?” Mackenzie repeated. He spoke as one would to a child.

Liam walked a little faster and the horse increased her pace to keep up with him without the lead going taut. “Aye, chestnuts tend to run tame,” he said in even tones.

“Tame?” Mackenzie repeated. “Have you forgotten I am a skilled horsewoman.”

“Of course,” he agreed in an indulgent tone.

Mackenzie’s temper flared. The man was patronizing her.



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