Heart of a Highlander: Scottish Historical Romance (A Laird to Love Book 2) by Tammy Andresen

Author:Tammy Andresen [Andresen, Tammy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Fiona stood watching the men in an axe-throwing competition. How this was supposed to help Scotland, she couldn’t say, but she had a suspicion the truth was that it wouldn’t.

It seemed to help their egos immensely, however, and several of the men grinned and winked at her before they stepped up to throw their axes at the round piece of felled tree set up for the occasion.

Her fingers itched to throw her fist in their faces. But instead, she stood next to her father attentively watching.

“I’ve news,” her father gave her a sideways glance.

Thank the saints, there was some distraction. “What is it?”

“Dumfries’ friend, Laird McKenna, is joining us to represent the south.”

“Keiran is coming.” She clapped her hands, excitement bubbling inside her.

Her father looked surprised and several men looked put out by her display of excitement over another man attending. A few grumbled and one outwardly spit on the ground.

Her father took note of their glares and cleared his throat. “I didnae realize ye’d be so excited to see Keiran.”

“Neither did I,” Colin spoke just behind her, his voice holding a bitterness she didn’t quite understand.

Fiona shrugged. “I miss home and, honestly, I miss the days when Dumfries was my only suitor.”

“Ye had an agreement with him the entire time that ye wouldnae marry.” Her father gave an exasperated sigh.

“Exactly.” Fiona couldn’t help but grin. “I liked that much better.”

“I see yer spirit is back,” her father said sternly, but there was a softness about his eyes.

“Aren’t ye glad?” She turned back to wink at Colin but he’d vanished as quickly as he’d come. Scanning the group, she saw him joining Rutland and the Stewart boys on the other side of the field. How strange.

Her father chuckled. “I am.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Dare I hope yer interest is deeper?”

Fiona picked at invisible bits of dirt on her skirt. “He’s my friend only. Besides,” she took a breath, “I think he and Agnes might—”

“No,” her father gasped like a woman. Fiona had to bite back a laugh. “The way those two fight…” he paused. “Then again, perhaps you’re right.”

“When will he arrive?” she asked, looking forward to another friendly face. She was glad Colin was here but things between them were…strained. Maybe Keiran could help her or help Colin. He might have some insight at the very least.

“Later today,” he dropped his head low. “If ye were smart, ye’d use him to make a certain someone jealous.”

“What are ye talkin’ about?” Fiona asked but an excited tingling started low in her stomach. Colin did get terribly jealous sometimes. In fact it was the only time he ever lost his temper. Could she use that to her advantage?

“I leave ye to scheme the details but don’t get yerself in trouble.” Her father patted her arm as he turned his attention back to the throwers.

Fiona decided to test her theory by crossing the field to where Colin stood. As she walked, Alastair came up next to her.

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