46 Quotes by Victoria Roberts

The Highland men and women certainly dress differently than we do, even when we're out in the country. Why do you think the Scotti9sh men wear those ridiculous skirts, George?"Enough was enough. Fagan approached the table and gave her a roguish grin. "'Tisnae a skirt, lass. If I wore something under it, then it would be called a skirt.

Mmm...you smell of lavender." She didn't think it wise to tell the man what he smelled like so she politely nodded.

Why would anyone want to travel to Scotland? That wild country had nothing to offer but a bunch of unkempt men in kilts waving broadswords and screaming battle cries.

Torquil has already broken his fast. Ye will find him in the stable when ye're erady to begin his lessons.""Already? I'm surprised he's awake. It's still rather early.""Aye, well, we Highlanders donna lie in bed all day when there is work to be done.

Seeing kilted warriors flow into the hall and hearing their deep masculine laughs made Ravenna feel like her breath was cut off. These men were a massive, self-confident bunch.

The front of the man's kilt suddenly became very wet and Ian's eyes widened in surprise."Did he jsut piss in a Munro kilt?"Ruairi smiled. "I think he did.""The bastard has nay respect.

Ravenna felt so good in his arms, too damn good. He never thought he'd crave a woman's touch the way he craved hers. He had a burning desire, an aching need to hold her, kiss her, make her his.

You are truly blessed with Torquil.""I'm reminded of that every day. To be honest, I havenae seen him that happy for a long time."She tapped him on the arm. "Oh, Ruairi, I can't say I'm responsible for that, but I thank you just the same."He raised his hand and softly brushed his thumb over her cheek. "Ye brought the light back into his eyes." For a long moment, he looked back at her. "And mine as well, lass.

She was a stubborn English lass, but he was a clever Scot.