How the Scot Stole the Bride by Laura A. Barnes

Author:Laura A. Barnes [Barnes, Laura A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, Regency, General, Scottish, Royalty, Victorian, Tudor
Google: m6E3EAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B09938BXGW
Goodreads: 58527919
Publisher: Laura A. Barnes
Published: 2021-07-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Selina’s thoughts drifted while Lady Forrester discussed the flower arrangements for the wedding brunch. The lady didn’t need Selina’s input, but would have appreciated it nonetheless. However, ever since Selina and Duncan made love, Selina hadn’t been able to concentrate on a single conversation. Luckily for her, not many people tried to engage with her. Over the years, she had perfected how to show interest in her father’s discussions. So whenever he confronted her, Selina kept a serene expression on her face and agreed to his demands.

Which only left a small circle of people who sought her company. They were always polite and tried to engage her with small talk. Lucas and his cousins, as usual, avoided her at all costs. But their rejection no longer stung as it had before. Perhaps because she found comfort in her friendship with Anna and the other villagers.

To be honest, Lady Forrester treated Selina differently. Her gestures turned loving, and she would occasionally wrap Selina in a hug. Selina even found Lady Forrester gazing fondly at her with a mysterious smile upon her face. She showed extreme patience with Selina’s distraction.

Then there was Ramsay. He refused for her to call him Lord Forrester. He muttered something to the effect that the proper behavior of the gentry was pure bollocks. To cover his salty language, he apologized for his deception in keeping his identity a secret from her. He meant no harm, but he’d wanted to avoid the proper decorum his arrival would prompt. Selina forgave him and since then had shared many walks in the garden with him. He’d even joined her for a ride this morning, showing her a few spots she hadn’t noticed before.

Although her stay might have turned enjoyable, it also brought forth more quandaries for Selina. Her major dilemma was in the form of one very unforgettable Scotsman. A gentleman who was the source of her mind’s wanderings, a most tantalizing source who kept wrapping her in a warm embrace of love. When she awoke at dawn, a rose rested on the pillow next to her with a message. A blush warmed Selina’s cheek while she recalled Duncan’s scandalous words.

S,

The fragrance of this rose reminds me of the fragrance of our love.

Your devoted lover,

D

Selina had scrambled to hide the rose and letter when her maid bustled in to help her dress. Selina pressed the rose in her book of poems and kept the letter by her side. Throughout the day, when no one else was nearby, she withdrew the letter to read again. She itched to devour the intensity of his words even now.

It had been two days since they spent the afternoon in each other’s arms. Two days and Selina had only grown more attached to Duncan. When the time came for them to part, she feared her heart would shatter into a million pieces. She ached to lie in his arms again and feel the passion they shared. His stolen kisses weren’t enough. Her body desired to join with his and escape into the magic meant for them alone.

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