Kilts and Daggers ~ Highland Spies Book 2 by Victoria Roberts

Kilts and Daggers ~ Highland Spies Book 2 by Victoria Roberts

Author:Victoria Roberts
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2015-03-16T22:04:27+00:00


Thirteen

Fagan continued to gaze in wonder at the blade that was at eye level and still shaking from the impact. He couldn’t believe how the woman’s aim could be that bad. Perhaps Grace should stick to using her fists because she was spot-on there. Then again, maybe she was using his head as a target. He pulled out the dagger and shook his head when he saw Grace was standing on the edge of the unsound chair. He moved abruptly toward her.

“Tha thu gus mo liathadh.” You’re driving me gray. He grabbed her arm to assist her. “Feuch nach tuit thu.” See you don’t fall. She stepped down from the chair and held out her hand for the dagger. When he placed the hilt gently on her palm, he spoke with a heavy amount of sarcasm. “Na leòin thu fhéin.” Don’t hurt yourself.

“You do know that if you want me to understand you, you actually need to stop speaking Gaelic.”

“Aye.” He closed the door. “I know that I’m going to regret asking this, but what in the hell are ye doing?”

She turned away from him and shivered. “I saw a rat, a rat of immense proportions. I. Don’t. Like. Rats.”

“Why didnae ye call me? I would’ve killed it for ye.”

Grace picked up a tankard that was on the floor against the wall and placed it on the table. “Because after the disaster with the deer, I didn’t think my pride could handle jesting about a rat.”

“Well, I’m here now. I’ll find it and get it out for ye.”

“You already did. When you opened the door, the vermin ran out.”

He chuckled. “And ye tried to kill the wee bastard by throwing your dagger at it? Did ye ever think ye might have been more successful had ye just opened the door and let it out?”

She held up her hand to stay him and spoke in a warning tone. “Fagan, I’m in no mood for—”

“All right, all right. I’ll ne’er pretend to understand why lasses have such foolish fears over naught. Between Ravenna with Angus and now ye with the rat… I think ye women should be worried about things of far more importance, rather than spending your time fretting over things that will nae cause ye harm.” He shrugged with indifference. “Mayhap I should be saying a prayer of thanks. At least I have yet to hear ye complain about the weather, the journey, your hair, or your dress.”

Grace lifted a brow. “Is this truly the discussion you want to have with me right now?”

“Nay, I was only making conversation. I brought ye a blanket.” He held out the cover in front of him more as a peace offering.

She took the blanket and placed it on the table. “Thank you, but I don’t think I’ll be sleeping anytime soon.”

“Ye said so yourself. The rat went out the door. There is naught more to fear.”

Grace walked over and stirred the fire.

“My men and I are sleeping in the barn. Donna hesitate to call upon me for any reason, even for a rat.



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