Mad About the Marquess (Highland Brides book 2)
“At least not a coincidence he would believe. Someone was deliberately making a fool of him.
And Alasdair had let himself be made a fool of by spending all his time and energy thinking about kisses and costumes and impressing wee Quince Winthrop, instead of concentrating on the business of the prime minister’s government and on Cairn. He had made himself an easy target. Again. But no more. “First thing in the morning,” he informed Sebastian, “I will interview Sir Harry Digby myself, without a...ny interference, when he has calmed down, and ask my own damn questions. And then, I’m going to find my bloody pistols and hunt down the bast—”
“My lord?” Sebastian tilted his head toward the back of the house. “Your guest?”
Quince. In his bleeding anger and ruddy resentment, he had all but forgotten her.
“Thank you, Seb. Correction, first, I will see my uninvited visitor home”—it seemed important, in the face of such an accusation, that Sebastian know he had not abandoned all standards of gentlemanly behavior by inviting lasses to kiss him in the dark under the birch trees—“and then I will find out who is riding about Edinburgh making an utter bloody ass of me.”MoreLess
And Alasdair had let himself be made a fool of by spending all his time and energy thinking about kisses and costumes and impressing wee Quince Winthrop, instead of concentrating on the business of the prime minister’s government and on Cairn. He had made himself an easy target. Again. But no more. “First thing in the morning,” he informed Sebastian, “I will interview Sir Harry Digby myself, without a...ny interference, when he has calmed down, and ask my own damn questions. And then, I’m going to find my bloody pistols and hunt down the bast—”
“My lord?” Sebastian tilted his head toward the back of the house. “Your guest?”
Quince. In his bleeding anger and ruddy resentment, he had all but forgotten her.
“Thank you, Seb. Correction, first, I will see my uninvited visitor home”—it seemed important, in the face of such an accusation, that Sebastian know he had not abandoned all standards of gentlemanly behavior by inviting lasses to kiss him in the dark under the birch trees—“and then I will find out who is riding about Edinburgh making an utter bloody ass of me.”MoreLess
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