By: Lori Ann Bailey
It’s finally here. Release week for Highland Deception. So, in honor of this special week, I’m going to tell you a little bit about the book, then the Cameron laird will tell you how he thinks the novel should have gone.
Scotland, 1642. Maggie and Lachlan must fight their growing attraction, battling suspicion and intrigue as religious and political turmoil threaten to tear their clans apart.
He has sworn he will never marry.
Lachlan Cameron is honor bound to see a wounded lass to safety, although he has well learned women are deceivers, and this lovely maid harbors a wealth of secrets. But Maggie’s free spirit and charms enthrall him while he works to discover if she is innocent…or a spy scheming with his enemies to destroy his clan.
She has sworn she will never fall in love.
Maggie Murray fled her home to avoid a political marriage to an abusive man. Salvation comes when the Cameron laird, unaware of her identity, protects her as she escapes. His kindness slowly warms her, and she’s tempted to confess her real name. But his strong sense of honor would force him to return her to her father…and torment at the hands of her scorned betrothed.
Here are some of the ways Lachlan Cameron attempts to pry the truth from Maggie.
Lachlan’s list of what to do with a bonny lass when she won’t tell the truth.
- Kiss her senseless. When a lass melts in yer arms like a wanton tavern wench, surely her tongue will loosen and she will spill her secrets.
- Ply her with whisky. Alright, so I willnae corrupt the fair lass, but, if she does it to herself, why no’ take advantage. Besides, she looks even bonnier when she hiccups.
- Take her to yer bed. Do this no matter what. Secrets or no’, ye must awaken those desires in her that only ye can sate. She’ll no’ want to join that convent once she’s had a taste for the pleasures of yer touch.
- Make her jealous. Aye, ‘tis a good one, but may bring about a temper that singes ye with its flames instead of the docile response ye wish.
- Lock her in a tower. ‘Tis drastic and should only be used as a last resort. Warning, may lead to the truth ye dinnae really wish to hear.
Och, ‘tis no use. What would ye do to loosen the tongue of a bonny lass who makes ye want to think she could be the one, but may be in league with yer greatest enemy?