Beneath a Highland Moon (The Highland Moon Series 1) by Gwyn Brodie Page B
Authors: Gwyn Brodie
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and he sent me to fetch something of his sister's. I hope what I picked out will please ye."
"' Tis very beautiful, Glennis. Will his sister not mind?" Elenora was a few years younger than Jillian. A beautiful lass with dark hair and eyes, like her brother's.
She shook her head. "Nay, m'lady. She'll be away in France for several more months visiting an aunt. The shift that ye're wearing belonged to her as well."
" Since, I've naught of my own, I'll be more than happy to wear the gown." Jillian picked up the delicate fabric and let it slide through her fingers. The men her father had arranged for her to meet after Innis was killed had said she was beautiful. But more importantly, Kade had once told her she was beautiful and she hoped he'd still think so. None of the suitors had ever caught Jillian's fancy, and her father finally stopped trying to marry her off after her mother's death. Ian needed her.
" Ye'll look quite lovely, m'lady. The color goes well with yer completion and hair, for which I borrowed a pair of polished shell combs."
" Glennis, you're such a dear, 'tis no wonder my mother adored you."
The woman practically beamed as she gently positioned the combs into Jillian's hair.
When she stepped into the corridor , Logan was waiting. His graying hair and beard had been recently brushed. He smiled, and the corners of his brown eyes crinkled. "You look lovely, m'lady."
She smiled. "Much thanks. I'd brought a bundle of clothing with me, but it disappeared along the journey. I owe much thanks to you and the people of Ravenskull for the gracious hospitality you've shown my brother and me."
" You're welcome, m'lady. The meeting with the laird has been arranged. I'm to take you to the solar, where he's waiting."
She nodded. "Glennis said as much." Jillian's pulse quickened at the prospect of seeing Kade again. She took a deep breath to calm herself. The bodice of the gown, though very beautiful, fit Jillian a bit too well across the chest, exposing more cleavage than she would've liked. "Will you be staying?"
" Nay, the laird wishes to speak with you alone."
Good h eavens . A wave of apprehension swept through Jillian as she walked beside him down the corridor.
" Here we are, m'lady," he said, stopping in front of the solar. He tapped on the door.
" Come."
J illian shivered at the deep, masculine timbre of Kade's voice.
Logan opened the door and stepped aside, allowing her entrance.
Kade stood at the other side of the solar, staring out the window. He appeared engrossed by whatever was going on in the courtyard below. His knuckles showed white against his olive complexion as he clutched the back of a chair.
" M'laird, I've brought Lady MacRae as you requested."
" Much thanks, Logan," he said, his fingers drumming against the dark wood.
" M'lady." Logan inclined his head and closed the door.
Jillian stood in the middle of the room, staring at Kade's broad shoulders. His long dark hair hung well past his collar in wild disarray, as if recently ruffled by a Highland wind. She'd loved weaving her fingers thought his thick, dark hair. What would he do if she did so now? Would he take her in his arms and kiss her? You're but a wanton lass, Jilly.
He turned around and their gazes locked. A hint of surprise flickered across his face then disappeared. He swallowed hard. "Lady Jillian, welcome to Ravenskull."
" Much thanks, my laird."
His gaze dropped to her breasts, lingering a moment too long. He cleared his throat and glanced away. "The gown suits you, my lady."
Her face heated. The smoldering flame in his eyes startled her. "'Twas most kind of you to allow me to wear it, my laird."
" Och, I couldn't very well allow you to roam the castle in the lad's clothing you arrived here in, now could I? Besides Glennis burned them." He folded his arms and leaned against the fireplace, looking every bit the laird and master. The belted plaid accentuated his slender waist, whilst the white shirt and black doublet
"' Tis very beautiful, Glennis. Will his sister not mind?" Elenora was a few years younger than Jillian. A beautiful lass with dark hair and eyes, like her brother's.
She shook her head. "Nay, m'lady. She'll be away in France for several more months visiting an aunt. The shift that ye're wearing belonged to her as well."
" Since, I've naught of my own, I'll be more than happy to wear the gown." Jillian picked up the delicate fabric and let it slide through her fingers. The men her father had arranged for her to meet after Innis was killed had said she was beautiful. But more importantly, Kade had once told her she was beautiful and she hoped he'd still think so. None of the suitors had ever caught Jillian's fancy, and her father finally stopped trying to marry her off after her mother's death. Ian needed her.
" Ye'll look quite lovely, m'lady. The color goes well with yer completion and hair, for which I borrowed a pair of polished shell combs."
" Glennis, you're such a dear, 'tis no wonder my mother adored you."
The woman practically beamed as she gently positioned the combs into Jillian's hair.
When she stepped into the corridor , Logan was waiting. His graying hair and beard had been recently brushed. He smiled, and the corners of his brown eyes crinkled. "You look lovely, m'lady."
She smiled. "Much thanks. I'd brought a bundle of clothing with me, but it disappeared along the journey. I owe much thanks to you and the people of Ravenskull for the gracious hospitality you've shown my brother and me."
" You're welcome, m'lady. The meeting with the laird has been arranged. I'm to take you to the solar, where he's waiting."
She nodded. "Glennis said as much." Jillian's pulse quickened at the prospect of seeing Kade again. She took a deep breath to calm herself. The bodice of the gown, though very beautiful, fit Jillian a bit too well across the chest, exposing more cleavage than she would've liked. "Will you be staying?"
" Nay, the laird wishes to speak with you alone."
Good h eavens . A wave of apprehension swept through Jillian as she walked beside him down the corridor.
" Here we are, m'lady," he said, stopping in front of the solar. He tapped on the door.
" Come."
J illian shivered at the deep, masculine timbre of Kade's voice.
Logan opened the door and stepped aside, allowing her entrance.
Kade stood at the other side of the solar, staring out the window. He appeared engrossed by whatever was going on in the courtyard below. His knuckles showed white against his olive complexion as he clutched the back of a chair.
" M'laird, I've brought Lady MacRae as you requested."
" Much thanks, Logan," he said, his fingers drumming against the dark wood.
" M'lady." Logan inclined his head and closed the door.
Jillian stood in the middle of the room, staring at Kade's broad shoulders. His long dark hair hung well past his collar in wild disarray, as if recently ruffled by a Highland wind. She'd loved weaving her fingers thought his thick, dark hair. What would he do if she did so now? Would he take her in his arms and kiss her? You're but a wanton lass, Jilly.
He turned around and their gazes locked. A hint of surprise flickered across his face then disappeared. He swallowed hard. "Lady Jillian, welcome to Ravenskull."
" Much thanks, my laird."
His gaze dropped to her breasts, lingering a moment too long. He cleared his throat and glanced away. "The gown suits you, my lady."
Her face heated. The smoldering flame in his eyes startled her. "'Twas most kind of you to allow me to wear it, my laird."
" Och, I couldn't very well allow you to roam the castle in the lad's clothing you arrived here in, now could I? Besides Glennis burned them." He folded his arms and leaned against the fireplace, looking every bit the laird and master. The belted plaid accentuated his slender waist, whilst the white shirt and black doublet
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