An Allusive Love (A MacNaughton Castle Romance Book 2) by Aubrey Wynne

Author:Aubrey Wynne [Wynne, Aubrey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Romance, Historical, Fiction
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

Early July 1819

“What do ye mean, ye’re no’ ready to marry?” Brigid stood up from the chess set, both hands on her hips, her feet planted in a wide challenging stance. “Ye can barely keep yer hands off her. How long can ye last? Or do ye plan on taking advantage of my friend?”

Brodie ground his teeth at the last statement. If she were a man or not his sister… “Take advantage? I love Kirsty. Let us enjoy the summer.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “For the love of saints, I’m the youngest son. There’s no hurry to push me into the parson’s trap.”

“Ye’re teasing her like she’s a trout in the stream.”

“I’ve courted her for barely over a month.” His jaw twitched. The little chit had nerve. “I will ask her sooner or later, in my own time. I’ll no’ be browbeaten by my wee sister.”

“Ye’ve been together since ye were bairns,” his sister argued, her blue eyes flashing.

“Ye both need to stop.” Glynnis interrupted the siblings from her chair near the hearth. She set down her needlework with a sigh. “Brodie, ye wait too long and ye’ll lose her. It doesna take a brilliant mind to figure that out. And we’ll no’ be sympathetic when ye come crying to us.”

Brigid sneered. “See?”

“And ye should be minding yer own romantic endeavors.” Glynnis narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “Ye run around the glen like my youngest son, scaring away any potential suitors with yer boyish ways.”

“But I—”

“She has no idea how to be feminine,” Brodie jumped in. Good. They’d turn the table on the little minx. “Name one household skill ye have an aptitude for.” He crossed his arms over his chest, daring her to deny it.

“I can…” Brigid’s foot tapped on one the rag rugs scattered across the floor. Her face brightened. “I can order supplies.”

“When I give ye the list,” pointed out Glynnis.

“I’ll strike a bargain.” An idea began to form in Brodie’s head. “Prove to us ye have a womanly side by spending a week in the kitchen.”

“Saints and sinners. What would I do there?” Brigid’s eyes were wide, the apparent horror eliciting a chuckle from her mother.

“Cook.” Glynnis nodded. “Yes, a week in the kitchen to learn how to cook. Perhaps Lissie will help so Enid doesna die of apoplexy the first day.”

“Help with what?” asked the female in question as she entered the room.

Lissie found solace in the kitchen. After Ian had left last week, Lissie made a dozen loaves of bread and enough biscuits to feed the village. Working the dough seemed to ease her mind, but Brodie had heard more pounding than kneading.

“I’ve made a deal with Brigid to spend a week in the kitchen.” His sister’s eyes burned a hole in the center of his forehead. “Yer company might ensure both she and Enid survive the ordeal.”

Lissie pressed her lips together and concentrated on smoothing a lock of her umber hair that had fallen over her shoulder. “Enid barely tolerates me in the kitchen.

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