Time For A Highlander (Real Men Wear Kilts) by Mansfield Maxine

Author:Mansfield, Maxine [Mansfield, Maxine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Erotic Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.
Published: 2016-02-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

In the first rays of the morning sun, Quint studied Beth. But then, that’s what he’d been doing for hours. Lying in his bed, wide awake, staring at a woman, who’d earlier last evening sworn to him she was from another time and place. But for the moment, in this time and in this place, she was sleeping peacefully by his side, as if this were just another morning, while he certainly hadn’t slept much at all.

He shuddered, yet still couldn’t bring himself to feel even a grain of fear toward his wife. And she was his wife, even if what she said were true. Especially if what she said was true.

After all, if the real Elspeth died the night before their wedding, then it had most assuredly been his Beth and not Elspeth Frasier who’d spoken back to him the vows of their marriage. And if that was the case, then it had been his Beth and not the high-and-mighty Lady Elspeth he’d taken into his arms that very first night and claimed as wife.

Even now, though he still wasn’t sure if the woman he knew as his wife was telling him the truth or if somehow the fairies had addled her brain, his cock roared to life and stiffened with the memory of her tight warmth enveloping him, holding him close, welcoming him home.

Beth from the far away future or Lady Elspeth Frasier, it made nae difference. He desired his wife, this wife, and it didn’t matter to him how he’d acquired her. What mattered was he aimed to keep her, forever. Even if the lass had gone completely doo-lilly on him. Even if keeping her meant keeping her secret from every other living, breathing soul in Brochel…forever.

He’d do it if he must.

He’d nae lose her now.

He couldn’t. He loved her too much.

Quint took a deep breath and blew it out. But then, what if she were telling the truth? Should he really be concerned about Telford’s coming and trying to wrest his castle and lands from his grasp?

He chuckled. Quinton Macleod was a Scot through and through, and nae Scot worth his salt would ever allow an Englishman ta take what was rightfully his and live ta tell about it. Nae, the viscount wasn’t really that much of a concern yet. Nae even if he brought an entire army with him. On a good day, a handful of MacLeods could outfight a full regiment of Englishmen without ever breaking a sweat.

He knew that for a fact.

He’d trained them himself.

But then, if the viscount wasn’t really a threat, was Marta?

He’d promised Mairi on her deathbed he’d take care of Marta and see to Duncan’s well-being. The child’s future was set. Every day he became stronger, faster, more proficient with his sword, and every night, Duncan surprised him and Beth both with how quickly he learned. Mairi and Dougal would be proud of their son if they could see him today.

Marta was another story, though. The woman was surly at the best of times.

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