Taming the Scot: The Scot of Honor Series by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight [Knight, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Bronwen was a lunatic. An addle-brained madwoman.

Which was completely fine with her because her lips were brushing over Euan’s, and his scent surrounded her in a cocoon of warmth and desire. Why had she fought this for so long? They could have been kissing the last quarter of an hour.

His hands slid around her waist and over the small of her back, gently urging her to him until their bodies were flush. Every inch he touched sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through her.

Aye, she did want to kiss him. Had thought of little else since she’d escaped him in the garden, since she’d tried to pack and run away, and since she’d agreed to stay a little longer. When she’d sung in the parlor, she’d put every bit of the passion thrumming through her veins into the song, just as she was doing now—funneling it into this one kiss.

A kiss that was going to need to last her a lifetime because she promised herself it would be the very last one that they ever shared. One to erase the desire pounding through them. One to remember each other by.

She tasted him, exploring his lips and teeth and tongue. Her hands roved over his muscled chest to his broad shoulders, then his neck and then her fingers were threading into the softness of his hair. He was so strong, and in his arms, she felt safe, protected. The man could charm the fleece off of a sheep in one instant and take down an enemy in the next.

What she wouldn’t give to be able to do this every day for the rest of her life. Hide in corners and steal kisses. But alas, she had nothing of value to offer this family other than herself. When it came to nobles, there was much more required. And the few baubles she had left in the world were in her cousin’s hands for safekeeping, but even they, though priceless to her, would mean nothing to anyone else. Not to mention if the they married the debt she carried from her parents would be transferred to him. Then there was the danger Prince and his brutes presented. It was just too great, and she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if they came after Euan or any of his sisters.

Bronwen couldn’t forget that Prince had killed her parents so he could get to her. Her history would only add an infamy to her name and Euan’s and he would not want to mar his spotless reputation. Of that, she was certain, after all, he had hired a governess to learn how to act properly.

She was a nobody. A nothing. What did she have to offer a man like Euan?

This had to be the last kiss for these reasons. He needed a wife who could be all of those things she wasn’t.

Euan groaned softly in the back of his throat. He leaned against the wall in the alcove, tucking her impossibly closer. Frissons of desire skated over her limbs, and she wanted to sink into his skin.

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