Adventures of a Scottish Heiress by Cathy Maxwell

Author:Cathy Maxwell [Maxwell, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780060092962
Google: KAazi_GgtsIC
Amazon: 0060092963
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Goodreads: 871846
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2003-04-28T12:00:00+00:00

“Beg pardon,” a portly girl with pink cheeks said, squeezing in between Lyssa and the woman next to her in the circle. As Lyssa stepped aside to make room, she discovered what the girl was after. Ian was several people down from her in the men’s circle. All the women had their eye on him for the dance and were maneuvering for a position close to him, even to the point of poking elbows in ribs to gain their chosen place.

Meanwhile, the men noticed the attention Ian was receiving. Nor were they as good-natured about it as she had assumed. Out of the corner of her eye, Lyssa caught James talking to the wrestlers. They glanced at Ian with undisguised resentment and she knew none of the gentlemen at the wake appreciated how easily the Irishman had swept their women off their feet.

And the fact that James had little problem at all persuading the other men to dance made Lyssa suspect something was up.

Everyone took their places and the music started. Lyssa’s suspicions were confirmed. The women all tried to place themselves in front of Ian and the men seemed to have another purpose in mind. Ian noticed them jostling him but he took it all in stride. His gaze met Lyssa’s and he shrugged as if to say he didn’t know what was going on.

Round and round the two circles went, the women lingering in front of Ian, the men pushing him on.

Lyssa tried not to pay attention to any of the games. After all, what did she care who danced with whom?

The music stopped. She found herself in front of a thin man with legs like walking sticks that made him appear comical in his kilt.

Then, suddenly, one man bumped another, and Ian was shoved to stand in front of her.

The men looked at each other in triumph. “Sad news,” one of them said to Ian. “Looks like you’ll be dancing with your sister.”

His announcement met exultant shouts from the men and miffed mews from the women. The plump girl next to Lyssa walked off in a pique of temper rather than dance with the man in front of her.

But the music didn’t wait for anyone. Immediately the music of a Scottish reel filled the air and everyone

’s feet started moving . . . save for Lyssa’s and Ian’s.

She looked up to him. Not for the first time was she struck at how tall he was, except this time was different. There was music and laughter in the night air and somehow, being with him seemed more intimate.

He made a wry face. “Shall we?”

Lyssa had no choice. Everyone was dancing, and they were watching. Reluctantly, she placed her hand on the tips of his long fingers. His hand came down at her waist and she knew he felt as awkward as she did, because he barely rested it there.

They started dancing, joining the skipping line, and were surprisingly very compatible as partners. They moved together well and within heartbeats, Lyssa forgot the charade of being brother and sister, and even class distinctions.

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