Kilty Party by Anna Markland

Author:Anna Markland
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2019-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Neutral Ground

RORY PACED THE bailey of Drummond Castle. Folks he encountered gave him a wide berth as soon as they saw his Blair plaid, though the angry scowl on his face perhaps had a lot to do with it. More convinced than ever Shaw had hidden his sister away somewhere, he decided it was time to exact revenge. He would hold Fiona as his captive until Shaw freed Caitlin. Tit for tat. An eye for an eye. Wasn’t that the creed of the feud he’d lived by his whole life?

’Twould be difficult. She would put up a fight.

If he could think of a way to get her to Ardblair…although, if Caitlin was near Drummond, what use was that? Gaskell was an ineffectual twit, but the captain and his dragoons camped in the meadows beyond the walls still presented an obstacle.

Furthermore, putting up with Fiona’s tongue-lashings for more than thirty miles loomed like the labors of Hercules, to say nothing of making sure she didn’t escape.

He could claim he’d detected his sister’s perfume in the Drummond cells, and insist she see for herself if she doubted him—which she would. There was no guarantee she’d agree to go down to the cellars without another member of her clan—Jamie probably.

He could hardly manacle her to the wall once he got her there. She infuriated him but he’d never chain her up.

His thoughts wandered. Perhaps, tying her hands to bedposts was a possibility, if she was willing to play games.

By all that’s holy! This was getting him nowhere. The wretched woman was driving him mad. The erotic vision of a smiling Fiona Drummond urging him on while he had his way with her lodged in his brain, resulting in yet another unwelcome arousal. The thirty-year-old Rory who’d learned to control his male urges was suddenly a randy youth.

He tried to turn his thoughts to something less pleasant than romping in bed with Fiona.

Pleasant? ’Twould be akin to bedding a wild woman.

“Fyke,” he swore as naked bodies writhed in his imagination. “Get a grip!”

Cold water. Aye. Thinking of cold water should do the trick. Jamie Drummond had chattered on about wading into icy river water up to his waist. The mon must be mad.

Just to hook a fish on the end of a line.

Daft.

However, Fiona trusted Jamie, the tanist who lived in a cottage outside the castle walls.

*

FIONA WAS CONFLICTED as she paced her solar. She had a talent for mathematics—everyone acknowledged it, even her father. Showing off her abilities to Rory Blair held a definite appeal.

However, she couldn’t allow him to be privy to Clan Drummond’s financial standing. He was a Blair, after all. Shaw might be taking Caitlin to wife, but that didn’t mean long-held resentments between the clans would go away overnight.

It wouldn’t be proper to invite him to her solar to discuss accounting. Unless, she also asked Jamie, who was supposed to be taking over responsibility for the ledgers.

As if!

Jamie would be reliable as Shaw’s second-in-command, but he had no head

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