Genre ~ Historical Romance
Publication date ~ September 26, 2023
Series ~ Lovers and Highlanders #2
Page count ~ 279
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Extract:
This is the moment in the story where the heroine, Beileag, confesses to the hero (her friend), Hamilton, how no one has ever kissed her, and no one ever will. He tells her sheās overthinking it, and has a solution.
āIāll kiss you, then youāll know how easy it is,ā he said.
āThatās not what Iāā
āNot what you meant when you asked for a favour. I disagree. I think it was, you just didnāt know it.ā
āThat makes little sense.ā
It didāshe just didnāt know that either. The more he thought of it, the more he warmed up to the idea. This was perfect truly. Perhaps it was a bit untoward, but they were friends and it didnāt have to mean anything. He could simply…show her what it was like. Then she wouldnāt be so unattuned with the men who were no doubt making jests about tools and falling flat.
Just kiss her, something chaste of course. And he could hold her. That wouldnāt be much. Heād already accidentally been doing that for days now.
She was slender, her movements gracefulāshe reminded him of a young tree in a gentle wind dancing to a tune he couldnāt hear and bending in ways he couldnāt guess.
Fitting perhaps to what she carvedāmaybe there was some connection there. Another intriguing aspect to this woman…
Her hazel eyes, more golden again, growing wider as she waited for him to answer.
Was there a question? All he felt was some untoward anticipation.
āHamilton?ā she whispered.
A simple kiss, a light hold. Nothing much between friends.
Her hands trembled in his and he clasped them more fully, wanting to warm them. His eyes dropped to her lips when she pulled the plump bottom one between her teeth.
She wanted words, but he kept fumbling his words. Too much thinking and mischief was reasoned out. He was best at forging ahead and working with the consequences later.
āHamāā
Tugging her hands towards him, throwing her off balance, he tilted his head and kissed her.
Nothing could have prepared Beileag for the solid pliant heat of Hamiltonās lips pressed to her own.
One heartbeat, two, in which a riot of sensations assaulted her: Hamiltonās calloused hands
cupping hers, his unique scent, like crushed parsley and ale, the warmth of his breath, the tilt of his head as he aligned their noses, the way his feet bracketed hers.
The certain way he gave and took her first kiss, jerking his head away when he was done. Then rocking back on his heels which made a distance between them that his hands, still holding hers, did not. The way her lips, still tingling from the brief contact, never would. She felt branded in a way sheād never un-feel.
One moment, two, and she was changed. From the hitch to her breath to the taste of him she swore lingered on her lips.
To the racing of her heart that wouldnāt stop, even when the kiss was absolutely over, and Hamilton was looking at her with a soft calm look in his hazel eyes. Something that was both smug and persuasive.
āThere,ā Hamilton said.
The single word scraped over Hamiltonās natural voice. It, more than his continuation of hand holding, caused the flush of heat to her skin.
Hamilton of Clan Graham had kissed her. Her first kiss, maybe her only kiss, and heād done it here among her trees, and he was looking at her as if it were just any other day. As if he was both certain of her response and his actions.
Which should have annoyed her to no end, or to the point where she punched him and shoved him away.
But that wasnāt what she felt.
She had to get through the shock first.
āThere. What?ā she said.
āThatās what itās like. Nothing more or less.ā
They couldnāt possibly be talking of the same thing. Her heart wouldnāt stop the hard thump in her chest and she knew her cheeks were red from the way Hamiltonās gaze kept dropping to her chest, chin, up her cheeks, as he followed her reaction.
āYou kissed me,ā she said.
āI said I would.ā
Book blurb:
Escape to Medieval Scotland, where a Highlander searches for a brideā¦
Is the wife the Highlander seeks
ā¦already by his side?
Back from battle, Hamilton of Clan Graham makes a bet with his brother to find a wife by summerās end. So, the Scottish warrior enlists the help of his childhood friend, Beileag, to help him woo his perfect woman. But like Hamilton, Beileag has changed whilst heās been awayā¦and she intrigues him like never before! His focus should be on winning a bride. Yet why is Beileag all he can think about?
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Nicole writes exciting Medieval romance where all the first discovered romance novels hidden in her grandmotherās closet. Convinced hidden books must be better, Nicole greedily read them. It was only natural she should start writing them (but now not so secretly). If she isnāt working on the next book in her historical series, she canāt be found. No, seriously. Because sheās always working on the next story!
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