Highland Spitfire by Wine Mary

Author:Wine, Mary [Wine, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781492602569
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2016-02-02T05:00:00+00:00

Five

“Well, come on now.”

Helen had arrived.

“Ye aren’t planning on waiting in that bed until that mare foals?”

Ailis raised her head and sent Helen a withering look. Helen laughed but turned away before Ailis got a good look at her face.

“What is it?” she asked as she crawled from the bed.

Helen waved her closer and cautioned her to be quiet as they got near the outer door of the chamber.

“They were just getting ready to do it!”

“I’m going to tan that lad’s arse!”

“Damned mare!”

“Now we’ll be stuck with her for at least another day…”

Helen was turning purple as she tried not to laugh out loud. Ailis rolled her eyes before going over to where her dress was puddled on the floor. She picked it up and wrinkled her nose.

“Here.” Helen came forward with a surcoat. Ailis recognized it and slid into it.

“I’ve got a bath waiting down in yer chamber. Thought ye’d like to bathe before putting on some clean clothing.”

“It’s beneath ye to act as maid to me, but I appreciate it.”

Helen offered her a satisfied smirk. “The truth is, I am enjoying telling every one of those arrogant cows who think they are something special what I want, and that I am going to get it for ye.”

“Have ye been unhappy here?”

Helen shrugged. “I prefer to think of it as lonely, for it keeps me sane. But the lot in the kitchens is overly proud, and that’s a fact. Ye’ve got yer work set out for ye, and no mistake. Tending to ye puts me in a fine position to watch. And that pleases me very much.”

Finley and Skene shut their mouths when Helen opened the door. Ailis bit her lip when she saw how disappointed they both looked. Like a pair of boys who had arrived too late to get any jam with their bread.

Ye’re the one disappointed…

She felt her cheeks growing hot with the thought.

But she was disappointed.

Bhaic had been too.

She was definitely growing warm by the time she made it down to her chamber. The memory of how hard he’d been behind the tail of his shirt was unshakable.

Ha! ’Tis the memory of how he made ye shiver in the stable that is making ye hot…

She couldn’t deny it. Actually, she slowly smiled. It did seem that fate wasn’t finished toying with her just yet.

She laughed softly because she realized she wasn’t quite done toying with him either.

Perhaps she owed the Earl of Morton a kind thought or two.

Fate certainly did have a strange sense of humor.

Very strange indeed.

* * *

Bhaic climbed the tower stairs well after midnight. He was fairly certain his boots weighed triple what they had when he put them on that morning. Kam and Lyel were sitting outside Ailis’s door, playing cards. They looked up at him expectantly, hopefully—like a pair of puppies who wanted meat off his plate.

He shook his head. He stank of horse and sweat. Not exactly the way he’d planned to enjoy his bride.

Certainly not the way a maiden deserved to be deflowered.

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