Meghan: a Sweet Scottish Medieval Romance
““Nay,” Meghan replied. “I’ll not. Ye canna tell me what to do.”
He stood before her with his hands upon his hips, looking at her much as though she were a wayward child he’d like to toss over his knee and spank. To his credit, he did no such brutish thing. He merely raised a brow at her.
“We had a bargain, do you not recall?”
Meghan shook her head. “You perhaps had a bargain,” she reminded him. “I merely suggested it would be a pity for everyone to see ye carry me in against my will....”
Meghan was well aware that they were drawing an audience, but she didn’t care. Let them watch. They should see that their new lord was naught more than a ruthless barbarian.
“Have it your way,” he said, and reached out to pluck her off the horse. Meghan squealed in surprise, and she expected him to toss her over his shoulder, but he surprised her by cradling her within his arms like a wee bairn.MoreLess
He stood before her with his hands upon his hips, looking at her much as though she were a wayward child he’d like to toss over his knee and spank. To his credit, he did no such brutish thing. He merely raised a brow at her.
“We had a bargain, do you not recall?”
Meghan shook her head. “You perhaps had a bargain,” she reminded him. “I merely suggested it would be a pity for everyone to see ye carry me in against my will....”
Meghan was well aware that they were drawing an audience, but she didn’t care. Let them watch. They should see that their new lord was naught more than a ruthless barbarian.
“Have it your way,” he said, and reached out to pluck her off the horse. Meghan squealed in surprise, and she expected him to toss her over his shoulder, but he surprised her by cradling her within his arms like a wee bairn.MoreLess
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