The Fearless Highlander (Highland Defender Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Of course she couldn’t leave the shop without something and now she scarcely could eat for the suffocating tightness of new stays. True, her shortness of breath might also be caused by beastly jitters hopping around in her stomach. Why on earth was she so nervous? She’d been around soldiers and officers all her life, but Captain Campbell sitting across the table made her fingers tremble, and not in a good way. From the moment he’d walked into the officer’s parlor, he stared at her with his steel-grey eyes. He reminded her of an executioner—cold and emotionless. And though he had a damning presence, he was a reasonably attractive man near the age of sixty. But more than his unsettling presence, he was loud. He swilled his wine as if it were ale, laughing and swatting the other men on their backs—behavior she expected within the ranks, not in the governor’s dining hall. “Are you confiscating arms?” the captain asked. Papa stopped mid-chew, as if the captain’s question didn’t sit well with him.
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