Never Seduce a Scot (The Montgomerys and Armstrongs, #1)

by Maya Banks

“You’ll be my wife, Eveline. Make no mistake about that. Our marriage will most certainly be consummated.”

“I’m going to light more candles. There’s nothing I want more than to be able to look upon your beauty and miss nothing to the darkness. And then, when the room is sufficiently illuminated, I’m going to play lady’s maid and undress you, piece by piece until you stand before me without the barrier of clothing.”

He was holding in his arms the woman meant for him. Nothing would ever feel this right if he lived to be a hundred.

“I want this marriage. I … value … this marriage. I value you. I was wrong to think the mindsets that are so deeply rooted could be changed in a matter of days. But I don’t want you to give up, because I’m not giving up. We will make this work and I want you to believe in me if nothing else. Your place is here. With me, at my side. I need you to believe that in your heart, for it is what is in mine.”

But now she was his. And nothing or no one would ever come between them. Not her family. Not his clan. He wasn’t ever going to give her up without one hell of a fight.

“I love you, Eveline,” he whispered, though he knew she could not hear him. “Somehow, I’ll make you hear me and you’ll know that I love you as fiercely as it’s possible for a man to love a woman.”

“My lady, I don’t simply care for her. I love her. She is my entire life. Without her, I am nothing. I have nothing.”