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Kilts and Kisses
Book: Kilts and Kisses Read Online Free
Author: Victoria Roberts
Tags: Scottish, medieval romance, Highlander, Scottish Highlands, Kilts, novella series, outlander, historical fiction scottish
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clean up your mess. I want to bathe. I want to eat. And I am done talking.” The laird walked around the desk and held up his hand, giving fair warning when he passed and walked out the door.
    “Damn.”
    “What did he say?”
    Luthais looked over his shoulder and growled at his friend who had just entered the room. “He wants me to wed.”
    There was a heavy silence.
    “I see that look in your eyes, Doughall. Out with it.”
    “As I said before, I’m thankful I’m nae the laird’s son,” his friend said with a chuckle.
    “That’s all ye have to say? Ye have nay advice to offer me?”
    Doughall shrugged. “I wish ye luck with that.”

    L uthais rode through the village, continued through the glen, and then made his way to the loch. He tied off his faithful mount, a beast of an animal. The sturdy chestnut warhorse never hesitated when given a command. Gazing around the loch, Luthais watched as one of his hawks skimmed the surface of the water with its talons and flew into a nearby tree. Luthais climbed the small, grassy knoll, realizing he hadn’t been here in the daylight for a long time. He always favored brooding alone in the darkness. But as he reached the standing stones, he stopped dead in his tracks.
    A woman sat with her back resting against his favorite rock. Her light-brown hair hung in loose waves over her shoulder and her brow was furrowed. She was so engrossed in the small journal she was reading that she didn’t hear him approach.
    “Ye’re clearly nae reading about the MacKays or ye’d know ye were trespassing on our lands.”
    Emerald eyes met his, and without warning, he felt like he’d been punched in the gut by Doughall. The woman closed the book and rose, smoothing the skirts of her day dress. The apricot and milky shades of her skin reminded him of light-colored cream. She had a genial mouth and sparkling eyes. When the wind picked up, tousling her brown locks, the faint smile that she gave him held a touch of sadness. Her steps slowed as she walked toward him. From her demeanor, she looked as though she could be as playful as a young lass or as composed as an intelligent woman.
    “Please accept my apologies. I was just about to take my leave.” She walked past him and around the circle of standing stones.
    “And where do ye think ye’re going?”
    She laughed over her shoulder. “Mayhap ye’re the one who needs to pick up a book. I told ye I was about to take my leave.”
    “ Dé’n t-ainm a th’ort ?” What’s your name? When she paid him no heed and continued to place distance between them, he added, “ Fuirich mionaid! ” Wait a moment! Luthais ran to catch up with her. He grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. When she gripped the journal to her chest in a protective embrace, he instinctively rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.
    Her eyes widened. “Surely ye donna think I’m going to cause ye harm. Now if ye’ll excuse me, I’ll be taking my leave.”
    His hand came down on her shoulder as she tried to turn away from him again. “Are ye alone?”
    “And what gave me away, pray tell?” She exhaled with agitation.
    “Ye have a sharp tongue.”
    Her slender hand touched his forearm. “Please accept my apologies. I only sought peace and quiet. I’m afraid I’ve made a mistake. I will nae come here again. Ye have my word.”
    She grabbed the reins of her horse and mounted with ease as Luthais stood there like a dolt, trying to figure out why he didn’t move to stop her. In fact, he found himself at an actual loss for words, which was a rare occurrence.
    “Ye didnae tell me your name.”
    She straightened her shoulders and lowered her eyes to his. “Nay, I didnae.”
    The lass kicked her mount into a gallop. Thundering hoofbeats pounded the earth around the loch and into the dense forest. Luthais didn’t tear his eyes away until the woman passed out of sight. He’d never seen her before. Where did she come from? He couldn’t answer that question,
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