Storm the Castle (Marry the Scot, #1)

by Jolie Vines

“You’re a laird. A Scottish lord. You’re single, and you live in a castle. With stone towers and crenelated walls? Safe from marauders. Do you swim naked in the loch and fight dragons in the mountains on the weekends?”

Brothers. Not sons. No baby mama. Well.

Well glad that was cleared up quickly

“I’d intended to play this cool, but I’m no good at it. You’re a sight for sore eyes, Mathilda. My memory must have been trying to protect me, because God, woman, your face knocks me out. I can’t even make a sentence.”

Did someone yell timber?!

the vision I had to add a glassed-in atrium on the south side. In winter, daylight was rare. The five of us men were used to the gloom, but an outsider might not be. A woman from the south of England, say.

Even then he was thinking of ways to make her welcome and comfortable in his home. So sweet

“Just come back to me,” I murmured. “Dinna marry someone else in the meantime.”

“Would ye look at Cal’s face,” Ally said, his voice a little lower. “That smile. He’s happy.” To me, he added with a blissed-out sigh, “You’re never leaving.”

“And this person would become the chief of your clan?” “No.” Gordain spat. “Lachlan is talking out of his backside. He can’t sell the title. That goes to Callum regardless. But the nerve of it.”

Yea! That's...That's not how that works.

“They’re safe,” I uttered, a strong maternal urge rising. I almost wanted to go and check them again. Make them change from their wetsuits and get them away from the water.

I love maternal instincts showing in non maternal character relationships !

“That’s the heartbeat of a man falling hard. This, you and me, it’s real. That’s why I’m so upset. Because I dinna love easily, but you’re in my heart, and that will never change.”

But taking the second path meant the man I loved losing everything he loved.

Rock meet hard place

If you need more time for this to happen, I will struggle with that but I’ll bite my tongue. After everything, I dinna want to be in a half state with you. I have you here, with our family, and I never want you to leave again.”

I’ve never been in love with anyone. I didn’t even know what it meant. Then you came along, all seven feet of you.”

What difference did it make sharing control? She already owned me.

“Laird McRae to you.” Mathilda frowned at the man and, inwardly, I beamed at her defence.

She has laid claim to this man! She is a cupcake who will defend the people she loves like a bulldog