Highland Revenge by Ceci Giltenan

Author:Ceci Giltenan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-05-06T07:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Marry Eoin MacKay. How many times had she imagined him rescuing her and carrying her off to his castle? She had believed she was in love with him for years. She never forgot that night when weak and feverish, barely able to hold himself on his horse, he worried about her suffering for what she had done. He wanted her to go with him, so he could protect her. Of course that was before he took her captive himself. Still, he hadn’t harmed her or any of the guardsmen who were captured with her. He saw they were well cared for, in spite of the mistreatment he had received at Castle MacNicol. He turned out to be as kind and handsome as she had always imagined. His home was filled with love, and now he stood declaring his love for her. Was it possible? Could he love her?

With all her heart she hoped so. It had been so many years since she felt truly loved. Just being here at Naomh-dùn, in the midst of the noise, the arguments and the love, even for such a short time, made her crave it more than she ever had.

She had no one left who truly loved her. Although she was willing to marry Bram Sutherland out of duty, for the good of her clan, her uncle apparently didn’t feel the same sense of duty towards her. Because of that, for the first time in her life, she had the opportunity to make a decision based solely on what she wanted. She desperately wanted Eoin to love her, and she wanted to love him back.

She looked into his eyes. They were filled with hope and a little fear. She smiled. He’s afraid I’ll say no. Perhaps after everything that had happened she should let him suffer a bit, but she simply couldn’t. “I don’t need time to think. I don’t want to marry Bram Sutherland. I never did. I haven’t known ye very long, but in some ways it is as if I’ve known ye for years. I will marry ye, Eoin MacKay.”

“Oh, Fiona.” He cradled her face in his hands and kissed her. It was wonderful. His lips were gentle at first but grew more demanding. She opened her lips to him and his tongue plundered her mouth. She was lost. When he finally released her lips, he pulled her into an embrace, holding her close as if he dreaded to let her go. “Sweetling, this isn’t the way I planned to ask ye to marry me, but ye have made me very happy.”

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Although Fiona had agreed to marry him and felt it was the right decision, she was quiet and a bit nervous on the way back to the keep. She was worried about how the clan would receive the news of their betrothal. She was, after all, a MacNicol, the daughter of a clan with whom the MacKay’s had feuded for years. Welcoming her as a guest who had once saved their laird’s life was one thing, accepting her as their lady might be another.

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