In Bed with a Highlander

Said to Mairin; "There's little decency to good loving" Maddie said. "If 'tis decent, it isn't much fun"!

Tis a well-known fact that a man is either skilled in matters of loving or matters of war. ’Tis obvious that fighting is your skill.

His gaze narrowed and she could see his hands twitching again like he’d love nothing more than to throttle her. She was beginning to think it was an affliction of his. Did he go around wanting to choke the life out of everyone or was she special in that regard? “I’m afraid ’tis an urge that is entirely original to you,” the laird barked. She clamped her mouth shut and closed her eyes. Mother Serenity had vowed one day Mairin would regret her propensity to blurt out her least little thought. Today just might be that day.

What are the two of you whispering about?” Alaric demanded irritably. She glanced over to see the warrior watching her, his eyes narrow with suspicion. “If I wanted you to know, I’d have spoken louder,” she said calmly. He turned away muttering what she was sure were more blasphemies about annoying females. “You must make the priest weary with the length of your confessions,” she said. He raised one eyebrow. “Who says I confess anything?

It was the only way to silence you.” She bristled with outrage. “Silence me? You took liberties with my … my … my lips in order to silence me? That was very impertinent of you, Laird. I won’t allow you to do it again.” 6/756 He smiled and folded his arms over his chest. “Aye, you will.” Her mouth gaped open in astonishment and then worked up and down as she struggled to speak. “I assure you I won’t.” “I assure you that you will.

His eyes narrowed. “First, the marriage will take place. Just as soon as you’ve regained your senses and realize that tis the only sensible option left to you.” When she would have opened her mouth to dispute his assertion, he shocked her by clamping his hand over her mouth. “You will be silent and allow me to finish. I have doubts that you’ve ever been able to hold your silence for more than a moment in your entire lifetime,” he grumbled. She huffed but his hand tightened on her mouth. “I can only assume that my son overheard me speaking to my men of our marriage. If you would have but cautioned him to hold his tongue, he would not have repeated it beyond his question to you. But now, you’ve announced our marriage to the entire clan. Some might even consider it a proposal. In which case, I accept.” He finished with a grin and then stepped back, releasing his hold on her mouth. “Why … you …,” she sputtered. She worked her mouth up and down but nothing would come out. A cheer went up from the crowd assembled. “A wedding!

It simply isn’t a woman’s nature to be silent for prolonged periods of time.

Alaric grunted. “Someone should tell her that. I’m telling you, Ewan, she said nothing. She stared at me like I was some kind of toad. Worse, she had Crispen acting like I was the enemy. The two whispered like 104/756 conspirators and glared at me when I dared intervene.

Slow down, my lady. You’re going to injure yourself!” “Not myself,” she muttered. “Your laird, more likely.

Your eyes are green, too,” she muttered. Alaric’s scowl turned into a look of concern. “Are you sure you didn’t suffer a blow to the head you didn’t tell me about?

You don’t kiss the correct way,” she blurted out.

The laird wasn’t uppermost on her mind this morning. Sleep was. Another giggle raced around the room, and Mairin realized that once again, she’d given voice to her thoughts.

If you keep gathering those reins, lass, you and the horse are going to end up back where you came from.

If I have to bar the door, I will. I can be a very accommodating man, lass, but you’ve sorely tried my will. I’ve given you until tomorrow to trust me with whatever you’re hiding. After that, I can promise you won’t like my hospitality any longer.” “I don’t like it now,” she said crossly. She waved her hand in his direction. “You can leave. I’ll only be going to bed now.

I’ll cry if I want to. You will cease ordering me about!” He raised an eyebrow. “You dare to issue me orders?” She flushed, but at least she wasn’t crying any longer. “Now tell me about this brand on your thigh. Your father’s crest. I’d like to see it.” 176/756 She went crimson and she backed up a step until her back met with the ledge of the window. “I will not do something so indecent as to show you my leg!” “When we’re married, I’ll see more than that,” he said mildly. “Married? Married? I’m not marrying you, Laird. I’m not marrying anyone. Not yet anyway.

She sat down on the bed next to Crispen, and he snuggled into the crook of her arm. “I’m getting you dirty,” he whispered. “I don’t care.” “What are we going to do, Mairin?

... I firmly believe that a woman can be whatever she wants to be if she sets her mind to it.

I think he should be fed to a pack of wild wolves,” Mairin muttered. “Perhaps tied between two trees and left to bleed to attract predators.” Ewan and his brothers gaped at her in astonishment. “Or we could simply drag him behind a horse for a few miles?” she asked hopefully. Caelen died laughing. “Bloodthirsty lass. I love it! She’s fierce, Ewan. I like your wife very much.” “You would,” Ewan muttered. Ewan looked at his wife in exasperation. “I was going to suggest we kill him and get it over with since he’s not going to survive your dagger to the belly anyway.” “ ’Tis too quick a death,” she said with a sniff. “I think he should be made to suffer.” Ewan frowned and she relented with a sigh. “Oh, very well. Kill him quickly. But he’s not to be buried on McCabe land. You can feed his corpse to the buzzards, can’t you?” Ewan shook his head and laughed at her hopeful tone. He gathered her in his arms and squeezed her until she couldn’t breathe. “Aye, lass, we can feed his corpse to the predators. Will it make you feel better to imagine his eyeballs plucked from their sockets?

She was a possessive thing in bed. She considered his body her territory and she had no compunction about laying claim whenever he got near.

Wasn't that the way of the world, though? Only the strong survived, and the weak perished.

She said nothing the entire time she was with you? Let nothing slip? Think, Alaric. The had to have said something. It simply isn't a woman's nature to be silent for prolonged periods of time.