Jennifer Trethewey FREE BOOK GIVEAWAY 4/18/2018

                                              

Hello Tartan Book Followers!

To celebrate the upcoming release of my second novel in the

Highlanders of Balforss series,

BETTING THE SCOT, I’m giving away the first book, TYING THE SCOT.

***I’m giving away a digital copy of TYING THE SCOT.

Post what you love most about this Facebook group in the comments below and

I’ll pick a random winner on Wednesday, April 18th! ***

At age eleven, Alex Sinclair pledges an oath to the Duke of Chatham promising to serve and protect his illegitimate daughter, Lucy FitzHarris. Nine years later, the duke unexpectedly takes Alex up on his vow, offering the future Laird of Balforss his daughter’s hand in marriage.
Now a man, hotheaded Alex has difficulty convincing Lucy—who would rather starve to death than marry a vulgar Scot—to go through with the arranged marriage. Once Lucy arrives in Scotland, she cannot resist the magic of Balforss or the allure of her handsome Highland warrior. But when Alex seemingly betrays Lucy right before their wedding, she is tricked into running away. Alex must rein in his temper to rescue his lady from unforeseen danger and Lucy must swallow her pride if she hopes to wed the Highlander she has come to love.

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Excerpt for “Betting the Scot” which will be released on April 23, 2018. There will be a free book giveaway for this book as well shortly.

Betting the Scot Excerpt

By Jennifer Trethewey

Caya followed the men outside to watch them leave. They acted nonchalant and said Scottish things like, “Back in a trice” and “Dinnae fash yourself,” which she had come to know as phrases of reassurance. But there was an intensity in their movements that made gooseflesh rise on her arms. Ian and Alex took off at a gallop with the draft horse in tow.
Declan walked toward her, holding the reins of Gullfaxi, a muscular dark gray gelding with a white mane and tail. She reached out, and the horse met her palm with his muzzle.
“Promise me you’ll stay close to the house until we sort this out, aye?” His voice was as soft and velvety as Gullfaxi’s nose.
“I promise.” She found it difficult to meet his eyes when she added, “You’ll be careful, too.”
A puff of laughter escaped him as if she had said something silly. “I’ll be fine.”
He stood close. Very, very close. The setting sun cast shadows on his face, sharpening the lines of brow and cheek. Had he grown more handsome since they met? Since he’d given her daisies? Since he’d held her in his arms and pressed his hot arousal to her stomach? What a wicked, wicked feeling. And worse, she had encouraged him. But oh Lord, she’d do it again, if given a chance.
He leaned closer and her heart beat faster. He was going to kiss her. Right here. Right now. Should she let him?
He touched her arm. “Oh, look,” he said, as if he had discovered something small and pleasing. “You’ve got bitty gowans running all down the sleeve of your gown.” Their eyes met, and he chuckled lightly. “You do like the daisies, then?”
She nodded.

“Good.” He spun, stepped into the stirrup, and swung a long, graceful leg over Gullfaxi’s back. Then he took off down the lane, standing in the stirrups, his coattails flapping in the wind.

He hadn’t kissed her. She placed her disappointment in her box of guilty sins, along with the depraved sensations he provoked with his hot, hard, lanky body, and promised to account for them on Sunday.


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