When a Scot Ties the Knot (Castles Ever After, #3)

by Tessa Dare

“I willna need to force you. You’ll wed me eagerly enough.

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“I swear they willna know it from me.”

damn this is gonna make me restart outlander

“I’m certain they’re watching us. That’s why we’re going to kiss.” “But I don’t know how. You know I don’t know how.” His lips quirked. “I know how.”

man all the feminism would leave my body for a Scottish man, i need to analyze that about myself

“You have three hours. We’re marrying tonight.”

THREE HOURS??? DAMN

The war’s over, and we’re at Lannair Castle in Invernesshire.”

INVERNESS THIS IS OUTLANDER

He nodded to her as he left the room. “I’ll give you a half hour to make ready. And then I’ll return.”

don't even give time that makes it worse

He’d removed his coat and uncuffed his shirt, rolling his sleeves to the elbow. He appeared to be barefoot, shed of his socks and boots. He wore only that open-necked shirt and his kilt, loosely belted and slung low on his hips.

oooooh baby

“Is that truly supposed to stop me?” He fell back on the bed, on his side—peering over the pillow wall at her with amusement. “I fully intended to have my wicked way with you. But now there’s this cushion, so . . .”

so he's got jokes

He turned a page with one hand, hooking it with his thumb and dragging it from right to left while keeping his other arm tucked securely under his head.

i am no better than a man

“Maddie a ghràdh. Mo chridhe. Mo bean.” Maddie, darling. My heart. My wife.

He didn’t want to need her, not that way. If he needed her, that gave her power over him, and he’d danced long enough at the end of her string.

“You’re reading Pride and Prejudice?” He shrugged. “I found it on your bookshelf.”

so unfair

He dropped to his knees before her, tossing up her petticoats with both hands.

damn

“Miss Gracechurch, I cannot, in good conscience, recommend you for a lengthy project if you are to be wed. A wife has obligations to her husband and family, and those duties will supersede your artistic employment.”

laaamme boo tomato tomato

“The lobster’s gone missing. She escaped.”

if this is a plot point ill scream

“Remember the first night we made love?” she whispered, sliding her arms around his waist. “It was Beltane. Everyone was gathered around the bonfire, and we slipped away in secret.”

this is a cute thing they do omg

Then that sensitive bracelet of flesh at her wrist.

why is this so SENSUAL

“Huzzah.” “At last!” “Take a bow, then.” Logan waved off the teasing, but he couldn’t bring himself to put a stop to the merriment. He knew this was a landmark of sorts for them, too.

i feel more at peace knowing this was her choice

After a stunned pause, Logan broke out laughing. She was making haggis, of all things?

i just had to google what this is and holy shit GROSS and its literally banned in the U.S. that's some barbaric shit

“Munro.” Logan turned his head from side to side, seeking the surgeon. “Munro, do you see this woman beside me?” “Aye,” Munro answered. “I see her.” “You see how bonny she is?” Maddie blushed. “Aye,” the surgeon said, smiling. “I do.”

it is now proven only sweet nothings from a surly man in a kilt is all that gets me grinning from ear to ear