The Mackenzie, The Trilogy Box Set by H.C. Brown

Author:H.C. Brown [Brown, H.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Erotic Highlander Romance
Publisher: Luminosity Publishing LLP
Published: 2015-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

Drew strode into the Great Hall and ignored the two women bundled up in oilskins beside the roasting pig. He did not intend to run to Adrianna gather her in his arms, and suffer a public rejection. He would need the opportunity to explain his situation to her. There would be time enough to atone for his sins on the journey to Inverness. For the time being, he would keep his true intentions from his clan. He forced his attention on Ian. “Och, Ian. God man it is good to see ye safe on land.” He gripped his brother in a hug. “Ye did verra well. I am proud of ye.”

“Aye well, it was a might more difficult than I had imagined. Captain Jacques was not one to take his eye off of me for more than a second.” Ian grinned. “The women are a might distressed. Do ye want a word with them now, or should I allow them to rest a while?”

“Let them bide, I will speak with them later but I want ye to take them outside so the men can change out of their wet clothes unless—do they have a fancy to watch, do ye think?” He winked at his brother.

“I dinna think so and ye should ken the answer being you are Lady Adrianna’s particular friend. I will bid them wait in the hallway for a bit, aye?” Ian slapped Drew on the back and went to the women.

Drew shivered and lifted the hem of his soaked shirt. He heard a snort of derision from Adrianna and chuckled. Sassenach’s believed Scots to be barbarians and living rough, aye, they came very close, but he waited until Ian had herded them from the room before he removed his shirt and breeks.

Ian returned, his cheeks flushed and he grinned at him. He had embarrassed the lad. “Ye are acting like a mother hen, Ian.”

“Nay, ye dinna understand. Lady Adrianna is injured and limping badly from being tossed about in the storm aboard ship last eve.” A frown masked his handsome features and he glanced down at the wineskin dangling from his fingertips. “She has suffered cuts on her feet from the journey here too. Will ye tend her, brother?”

Christ, she is hurt and I must act as if she means nothing to me. He tempered his anxiety and narrowed his gaze. “I doubt verra much a fine Sassenach lady is going to allow me to treat her and especially not in front of ma men. Particular friend or no.”

“There must be a room off this hall you can use away from the men.” Ian met his gaze. “Surely you can at least offer her your assistance?”

He pulled on his shirt. “Hand me ma plaid afore my parts fall off wi’ the cold.” He took the thick woolen strip of tartan and wrapped it around his waist. “And the belt.” He secured the kilt and sat on the cold ground to pull on his stockings and boots. “As soon as the men are decent, I will have a word with her.

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