Wedded to the Highlanders
Page 11
“How tall are you?” she asked, noting he had a glass of his own in one hand, filled with a colourless liquid that could only be more of the apple ringey.
He stared at her with his intense, penetrating gaze, and for a moment she was sure he was going to eat her, but then the corners of his mouth turned up and a moment later he was laughing.
“Blow me down with a feather if that’s no’ the strangest way a lassie’s ever started a conversation... I’m six feet and four inches tall. Let me guess... you’re four feet eleven inches, lassie, but ye tell everyone it’s five feet because it’s less embarrassing, aye?”
She widened her eyes as a hot flush stole over her face and neck. He was too insightful by far. “How did you know?”
“You’re the same height as the top of the wooden entrance tae the whisky store. You were stood beside it earlier, and I remember thinking tae myself that you must be the only adult here who wouldn’t have tae bend tae get inside it. And I ken for a fact it’s an inch shy of five feet. Like you.”
It seemed strange that he had noticed her at all before this moment, let alone thought about her enough to guess her height. She giggled and sipped the ringey whilst trying to think of something deep and thoughtful to say; something that would really impress him. In a complete failing, her brain came up with, “Do you live in the village?” then it ran away.
He paused for a moment, the amusement still evident on his face, then he nodded. “Anyway, I need tae go and speak with Frazer over there. He owes me a few shillings.” William nodded to her, touched his forelock, although she was sure he did it in jest, then walked away. Given her stellar attempts at conversation, she didn’t blame him in the slightest.
The ringey was going to her head quickly, and she sat down heavily as she tried to understand why she cared whether a conversation with a strange, intense hunter had gone well or not. Since her parents died of consumption four months ago, she had promised herself she would wait before seeking a husband. Somehow, it didn’t seem right to think about it at the moment, even if it was all everyone else was thinking about. She was out of mourning, now, because the village had fewer rules than London for that, too, but it was still so soon. Anyway, what about Martin?
Bound to the Highlanders is out now! Get it here.
More books by Katie Douglas
Don’t miss the rest of the Highland Fling Brides series:
Book 1: Wedded to the Highlanders (this book)
Book 2: Bound to the Highlanders
Book 3: Mated to the Highlanders (August 2018)
Book 4: Coming soon.
Other Scottish historical romance by Katie Douglas:
Stern Scotsmen Series (1920s M/F):
Book 1: Reformed by the Scotsman (Kindle and KU only)
Book 2: Protected by the Scotsman (Kindle and KU only)
Standalone Highland Menages:
Captured by the Highlanders: A Victorian Highland menage featuring one woman and three Highlanders.
Mastered by the Highlanders: A regency Highland menage featuring one woman and two Highland lairds with more than a passing interest in BDSM.
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