The Laird's Kidnapped Bride by Mysty McPartland

Author:Mysty McPartland [McPartland, Mysty]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Summer Solstice
Published: 2015-04-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Cameron spent several exasperating minutes trying to calm Father Ryan down after the service. The priest wasn’t certain that the ceremony was official after the bride refused to agree to all the vows. He was relieved when he finally convinced the poor man. Dragging his fingers through his hair, he shook his head. He couldn’t blame the poor fellow, really. Even he was still stunned over everything that had come out of the wee lass’s mouth. He’d witnessed a few weddings over the years, and none of the brides had challenged her vows. Ah, well, what did he expect? He knew she was a stubborn puss. He swiveled around and his eyebrows shot up when he found her slumped miserably in her chair, pouring herself more wine. He swiftly snatched up the jug and held it out of her reach. Ignoring her sour scowl, he sat down beside her.

Hefting the jug, he grimaced at finding it half-empty. He placed it on the table out of her reach before he returned his attention to her. “Ye willna be getting sotted tonight, wife.” If she thought she could drink herself into oblivion, she could think again. He wanted her sober and coherent when they fell into bed. He wanted her to remember every kiss, every touch and every stroke he drove in to her body. He wanted it branded into her memory for the rest of her life. He knew by her frown of dissatisfaction that she wasn’t happy, but, well, that was too bad. Tonight was their wedding night and he intended to make it as pleasurable for her as he could.

A pout of displeasure pinching her mouth, Lark narrowed her eyes as they snapped in anger. “I have nae intenshion of getting shotted, ash ye put it, ye mutton-headed worm.”

He rolled his eyes at her slurred words. With any luck, once she had eaten something, she should sober up. He waved to one of the maids, signaling her to commence the feast. When the dishes arrived, he made certain to put a fair amount on their shared trencher and was satisfied when she started eating with gusto. While the meal progressed, he could not forget the moment he saw her coming down the staircase. Her bearing had been so regal, her beauty outshining, and her brilliance was blinding in the gold wedding gown. He knew that she had found him attractive when she first noticed him. He could see it clearly in her admiring gaze. It was only when she learnt that he was her betrothed that she was shocked.

Aye, it had been worth the effort to trim his hair and shave off his beard, though he felt as bare as a babe without having his face covered in hair. He rubbed at his hairless jaw and shrugged to himself. It wouldn’t take him long to regrow it. Out the corner of his eye, he watched his new wife and noticed she was still eating. Good. He wanted her clear-headed when he took her to bed.

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