Rowan's Lady by Tisdale Suzan

Author:Tisdale Suzan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Historical, Romance, Historical Fiction, Scottish, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1492720321
Publisher: Suzan Tisdale
Published: 2012-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

Rowan didn’t know at first just what had hit him in the front of his skull. He had just reached the door to his library when it flew open. The edge of it hit him squarely between his eyes. It had opened with such force that it caused the air to stir and papers on his desk went floating to the floor.

The shock of being banged in the head with the edge of the door made him take a few steps back. Frederick and Daniel flew to his side to catch him in case he fell. They stood on either side of Rowan, holding his arms, with mouths agape.

“Rowan!” Daniel exclaimed.

Rowan shook his head which only made it hurt worse. “What the bloody hell?” he stammered, as he tried to focus his eyes.

Lady Arline stood in the doorway. She’d gone as pale as a sheet, her fingers touching her lips as if she were trying very hard not to scream.

“Och! Rowan, I be so terribly sorry!” she said from behind her fingers.

He shook his head again and shrugged Daniel and Frederick away. “Damn it, woman!”

Tears instantly welled in her eyes. She looked positively terrified. Even through his slightly blurred vision he could see that she was upset and afraid. He immediately felt bad for having cursed and yelled at her.

“I be sorry,” he said through gritted teeth. “Ye caught me unaware and, bloody hell, that hurt!” He rubbed his forehead with his fingers. “I be sorry fer yellin’ at ye.”

“I’m sorry fer hittin’ ye with the door,” she murmured.

He took another step back and bade her to enter with a wave of his arm. “Please, come in.”

Arline hesitated a moment, took a deep breath, threw her shoulders back as if she were steeling herself for something. Lifting her cloak and skirts, she finally entered the library.

She noticed the papers scattered around the floor in front of his desk. Rowan noticed them too.

They bent at the same time to pick them up.

Her forehead collided with Rowan’s as they bent to retrieve them.

“Och!” Arline exclaimed as she took a step back and stared at him. He looked to be in a good deal of distress, rubbing his forehead, holding his breath. She nearly lost control of her bladder at that point.

She’d come to fight it out with him, not assault him.

“Rowan, I--” she didn’t know what to say. She took a step toward him.

“Nay!” Rowan snapped. “Stop before ye kill me!”

Her eyes grew wide with horror as she stood as still as a statue. Oh, lord, help me.

Rowan let out an exasperated breath, took her hand and sat her in the chair in front of his desk. He remained quiet as he rubbed his forehead and tried to gather his thoughts.

They sat in tense silence for quite some time before Rowan finally spoke.

“Lady Arline,” he said as calmly as he was able. “I take it ye have somethin’ ye need to discuss?”

Arline swallowed hard as she tried to dislodge her voice from her throat.

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