Karen Hawkins - MacLean Curse - 4 by Sleepless In Scotland

Author:Sleepless In Scotland [Scotland, Sleepless In]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:35:25.651000+00:00

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“If she doesn’t, then I will train her.” He flicked a smile at Dougal. “Just as I would one of my prize horses. I will calmly state my wishes, and if she shies, I will firmly hold her in place. Soon she will understand who is in charge.”

Dougal shifted uneasily. Last night, with the haze of surprise and port, his advice had seemed masterful.

In the bright light of day, he wasn’t so sure it could be called masterful. He wasn’t even sure he would call it advice anymore, but rather a mistake. “Hugh, I don’t remember exactly what I said last night, but you can’t train a wife like a horse.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s not done! And because it’s wrong somehow, and…”

“Why is it wrong?”

Dougal wished with all his heart that Sophia were here to answer Hugh’s questions. “I should have found a better way to explain myself. If she finds out—”

“Dougal, I’m not a fool; I won’t tell her that’s what I’m doing.”

“She won’t like being told what to do.”

“Caitriona and I barely know each other, so I’m sure we’ll get upset with one another over many things.

But she’ll be leaving soon.” He shrugged.

“It doesn’t work like that.”

“It will for me.” He’d make sure it did. Hugh remembered her sweetness this morning, and the way she’d put herself at risk to save her sister. Caitriona was nothing like the girls’ mother; Clarissa was a cold, selfish creature.

Dougal rubbed his forehead. “I wish I’d never mentioned horses. Damn your port! My head still aches and I only had two glasses. Hugh…”

Dougal frowned as if searching for words, which surprised Hugh. His younger brother was known for his verbal deftness, if nothing else.

“Hugh, what if Caitriona is something more than you realize? What if she’smeant to be in your and the girls’ life?”

“Nonsense. We were perfectly fine before she arrived. Christina rarely has night terrors anymore, and Aggie has stopped wetting the bed. Devon isn’t as thin, either. They are all healing.”

“That doesn’t mean there’s no room for improvement. Caitriona might be good for the lot of you.”

Hugh stood, suddenly restless, and strode to the window. The winter sunlight warmed the grass on which horses grazed contentedly, and glinted off the deep brook that wandered through the rolling hills.

The sight soothed him, as it always did. Everything was as it should be, and he would not give that up.

Ever. When he thought back to the dark terrors of a year ago—He closed his eyes.Dougal doesn’t Page 95

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