Finlay's Duty: A Scottish Victorian Romance (The Victorian Highlanders Book 2) by St. Clair Ellie

Author:St. Clair, Ellie
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Prairie Lily Press
Published: 2020-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Kyla had just donned her nightgown when there was a soft knock on the door adjoining her chamber to Finlay’s. She hesitated as she looked at it, her heart beating expectantly in her breast…though whether from excitement or trepidation, she wasn’t entirely sure. She took a deep breath before reminding herself that Kyla MacTavish— that was, McDougall—was scared of no one, and crossed the room before pulling the door open.

There stood Finlay in his kilt—and only his kilt—one hand braced against the doorjamb as he looked up at her from beneath his shock of dark hair. Kyla swallowed hard.

“Finlay,” she said, allowing the smallest of smiles to cross her face as she opened the door wider, “would you like to come in?”

He dropped his arm and strode through the doorway, stopping in the middle of her bedroom as she shut the door behind him. He seemed unsure of what to do with himself as he looked about, likely taking in the small changes she had made to the room, the little touches to make it hers. On the bed was a quilt in MacTavish colors she had brought with her, while new flowing curtains covered the window, and her brush set was laid out on the vanity.

Finlay crossed to the window, muttering something about the smell of a fresh summer breeze that confused her—was he attempting to make conversation?—but she decided to let it go.

Instead, Kyla sat down on the stool in front of the mirror and picked up her brush as she waited for him to say whatever it was he had come to say. She thought she already knew his intention. He would tell her she has been foolish for riding out alone today, that she should take more care, that she should leave the McDougall clan alone. She had heard it all before and had no desire to hear it again. She had already explained himself to him once today and he was going to have to be satisfied with that. She braced herself, already forming a rebuttal in her mind.

He finally stopped pacing and turned, his eyes upon her reflection in the mirror.

“I came in to make sure you were well following your encounter today,” he said, surprising her to such an extent that she nearly dropped her brush. As it was, his words stilled her actions. “Despite what those men said, you are a McDougall now, as well as a MacTavish. We married to join the clans, and therefore we will fight these battles together. As I told him, he must never threaten you again.”

Kyla looked up at him, blinking at the ferocity in his tone as well as his words. She hadn’t thought much would surprise her anymore about Finlay McDougall, but he continued to show her aspects of himself that she never would have guessed were lurking behind the façade he placed in front of him for most to encounter.

She knew he was loyal—that much had always been clear. What she hadn’t realized was just how protective, how considerate he could be.

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