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sword to my brother i n exchange for him to walk away . ”
Pushing away her statement, he asked, “ Are ye hungry lass?”
“Aye . ” She answered, taking a long drink of water. She was so parched; it tasted simply divine to her.
Elisabeth watched as he stood up and took off his tartan plaid that crossed his chest and unraveled it, gently covering her shoulders , “I’ll go to the kitchen and fetch ye someth ing to eat, I’ll return shortly.” H e explained. Snapping his fingers, his dogs remained at her feet as he started to walk across the room towards the door.
Turning to watch him, she snuggled into his warm tartan and asked, “Are th ese ye r wolfhounds Broderick?”
Stopping in his tracks, he turned around and nodded, “Aye . ”
“Their name s?” S he questioned as she looked down at the l arge shaggy hounds at her feet, smiling at the dogs that had stuck so close to her .
“Conn and Isla, they found you Elisabeth. They refuse to leave your side most days while you lay asleep; they’ve taken a liking to you lass. They have been your protection during the day while I was busy. Rhona, my old housekeeper has spent the days with you until I return in the evenings,” he explained as he watched her pet his dogs, “I’ll be right b ack lass, I’ll go get some food . ”
Elisabeth look ed up and watched the handsome l aird disappear out of the room, closing the large wooden door behind him, leaving her alone in his room with his dogs before the warm fire.
In her dreams she had heard his voice; she had felt his warm th and strength during her most terrifying nightmares. His words confirmed his presence beside her this past week, when he returned she had many questions for him. Her mind raced as she waited for him to return. Sitting before the fireplace she pet the large hounds and watched he fire dance, familiarizing herself with the room. Growing quite aware she probably looked like a tangled mess; she ran her good hand through her tresses and tried to make herself look presentable. The fine linen chemise she wore concealed very little, thankful for the warm plaids, they kept her warm and covered her body.
Looking back at the fire she thought about the man who had just left, the years had been far too good to him. If she was infatuated with him years ago, seeing him now only made those feelings come back full force. Far taller than her brother, Broderick was all muscle and strength. His dark hair added to his mysteriousness, as did his brilliant green eyes, they were such a different shade than hers. Over the years, Elisabeth’s heart skipped a beat at a few men to whom she was attracted to, but none as enticing as Broderick. It had been five years since she had last seen him; he had only grown more devilishly handsome and infinitely stronger.
Thinking back to the stolen moments in time, she saw the hounds perk their ears up as the door opened, turning to watch him carry a tray, kicking the door closed behind him. Elisabeth’s belly grumbled with hunger as she smelled the fresh bread and saw the cheese and pastry on the tray. For a fierce warrior he was graceful and polite, charming and caring. E verything she thought he wasn’t, it appeared the years had turned him into a gentleman.
He sat the tray down before her, “Please, eat Eli sabeth, I know you are starving.” H e offered as he refilled her cup with cold water. Setting it down beside the food, he walked over to the mantel .
Elisabeth tore a large piece of the warm bread off as she watched him unsheathe his broadsword and place it above the mantel on the fireplace. Shoving the food into her mouth she moaned with pleasure. Elisabeth saw him turn around at the sound of her moan . Seeing her content, he bestowed a dazzling smile upon her that made her heart flutter. Happily eating, she observed him as he sat back down. He l eaned his head back against the chair and closed his green eyes . God his smile was jaw dropping.
She had no clue
Pushing away her statement, he asked, “ Are ye hungry lass?”
“Aye . ” She answered, taking a long drink of water. She was so parched; it tasted simply divine to her.
Elisabeth watched as he stood up and took off his tartan plaid that crossed his chest and unraveled it, gently covering her shoulders , “I’ll go to the kitchen and fetch ye someth ing to eat, I’ll return shortly.” H e explained. Snapping his fingers, his dogs remained at her feet as he started to walk across the room towards the door.
Turning to watch him, she snuggled into his warm tartan and asked, “Are th ese ye r wolfhounds Broderick?”
Stopping in his tracks, he turned around and nodded, “Aye . ”
“Their name s?” S he questioned as she looked down at the l arge shaggy hounds at her feet, smiling at the dogs that had stuck so close to her .
“Conn and Isla, they found you Elisabeth. They refuse to leave your side most days while you lay asleep; they’ve taken a liking to you lass. They have been your protection during the day while I was busy. Rhona, my old housekeeper has spent the days with you until I return in the evenings,” he explained as he watched her pet his dogs, “I’ll be right b ack lass, I’ll go get some food . ”
Elisabeth look ed up and watched the handsome l aird disappear out of the room, closing the large wooden door behind him, leaving her alone in his room with his dogs before the warm fire.
In her dreams she had heard his voice; she had felt his warm th and strength during her most terrifying nightmares. His words confirmed his presence beside her this past week, when he returned she had many questions for him. Her mind raced as she waited for him to return. Sitting before the fireplace she pet the large hounds and watched he fire dance, familiarizing herself with the room. Growing quite aware she probably looked like a tangled mess; she ran her good hand through her tresses and tried to make herself look presentable. The fine linen chemise she wore concealed very little, thankful for the warm plaids, they kept her warm and covered her body.
Looking back at the fire she thought about the man who had just left, the years had been far too good to him. If she was infatuated with him years ago, seeing him now only made those feelings come back full force. Far taller than her brother, Broderick was all muscle and strength. His dark hair added to his mysteriousness, as did his brilliant green eyes, they were such a different shade than hers. Over the years, Elisabeth’s heart skipped a beat at a few men to whom she was attracted to, but none as enticing as Broderick. It had been five years since she had last seen him; he had only grown more devilishly handsome and infinitely stronger.
Thinking back to the stolen moments in time, she saw the hounds perk their ears up as the door opened, turning to watch him carry a tray, kicking the door closed behind him. Elisabeth’s belly grumbled with hunger as she smelled the fresh bread and saw the cheese and pastry on the tray. For a fierce warrior he was graceful and polite, charming and caring. E verything she thought he wasn’t, it appeared the years had turned him into a gentleman.
He sat the tray down before her, “Please, eat Eli sabeth, I know you are starving.” H e offered as he refilled her cup with cold water. Setting it down beside the food, he walked over to the mantel .
Elisabeth tore a large piece of the warm bread off as she watched him unsheathe his broadsword and place it above the mantel on the fireplace. Shoving the food into her mouth she moaned with pleasure. Elisabeth saw him turn around at the sound of her moan . Seeing her content, he bestowed a dazzling smile upon her that made her heart flutter. Happily eating, she observed him as he sat back down. He l eaned his head back against the chair and closed his green eyes . God his smile was jaw dropping.
She had no clue
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