Highland Master by Hannah Howell

Author:Hannah Howell [Hannah Howell]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Histoical Romance, Love Story, Scotland, Scotland Highland, Warrior, Highland, Highland Warriors, Highlanders
ISBN: 9781420118810
Amazon: 1420118811
Goodreads: 17415184
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2012-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

Triona was still panting when her mind finally cleared of passion’s haze. She could feel the faintly damp heat of Brett’s breath against her neck and knew he was also recovering, his breathing slowing back to normal. The fact that she, little Triona McKee, could make such a man weak enough to collapse in her arms, unable to do more than struggle to breathe for several minutes, was enough to make her heart swell with pride.

With the fading of her desire, however, came the realization that she had a very large man sprawled on top of her. They were also both a little sweaty. Then her stomach rumbled in an embarrassingly loud reminder that she had not yet broken her fast. She blushed when he laughed, pushed himself up on his forearms, and grinned at her.

“Aye, ’tis time to eat.” He gave her a quick, hard kiss and then got up and began to tug on his clothes. “I will try to nay march boldly from your bedchamber like some conquering hero,” he assured her and then left, still lacing up his shirt.

Triona stared at the door for a moment before sitting up. “Conquering hero?” she muttered as she got up and went to wash off with the now tepid water Nessie had brought to her earlier.

By the time she reached the great hall to break her fast, only Arianna remained. Triona frowned as she sat down and chose food from the sadly depleted platters and bowls. The men were often gone, leaving early to hunt for Sir John and returning late and empty-handed. Yet in the last few days, the long absences had only gotten worse, and she even wondered if Sir John was really what they were now hunting for. She also sensed that there was something they were not telling her.

“Ye are looking a bit irritated for a woman who spent such a wonderful night,” drawled Arianna.

Triona cursed. “Nessa.”

“Aye, she was most talkative.”

It was impossible not to blush, but Triona knew it was not shame that heated her cheeks, for she still felt none, only embarrassment over someone knowing something so deeply personal about her. “I am sorry if I have disappointed you, Cousin.”

Arianna waved her hand in a dismissive motion. “I am nay disappointed. Ye are a widow and nay some young virgin. Ye have earned the right to do as ye please.” She bit her lip and then sighed. “I but hope ye—weel, that ye are nay thinking ye have just found a husband. Nay that he might ne’er decide to be just that for you, but—”

“I ken it,” Triona said, interrupting her cousin’s stumbling words. “That is nay what I seek, and I willnae allow myself to hope for it. I but wanted, just once, to choose for myself who climbed into my bed.”

“Och, aye, I can understand that. I had some choice with my first husband, in that my family truly desired the match and I was fooled by Claud’s charms. Yet I didnae really choose, did I? I acquiesced.

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