~Chapter One~
Isle of Skye, Scotland
Summer, Present day
“Oh yeah, strippers are on the menu. How about some sexy Highlanders in kilts?”
“Val, you’re the bestest friend a girl could ever have. What would I do without you?” Trish shrieked on the other end of the phone.
“Just leave it to me. Get the ladies on a train up here and I’ll make sure your bachelorette party rivals all others.”
Valerie Bennett hung up the phone and gazed around the little bookshop she now called home. She closed her eyes for a moment and took in the scent of the books, the smell of freshly baked bread from the baker next door and the aromatic flowers Tavia had dropped off for her this morning. All of them calming and somehow magical. A small smile crept over her lips as she opened her eyes, feeling fresh and alive.
Although she’d only lived on the Isle of Skye for a few months, she felt more at home here than she ever had in London . The Book Cove held a lot of precious memories from her youth, and although her grandmother had passed away, she was glad to still have the shop to remember her by.
She clicked on the internet and began to do a search, mindful of the few customers browsing her stacks of books. Renting a castle for the party would be a dream. None of her friends had made it out to visit her yet. Actually, all of them had thought she was slightly insane for packing up and leaving busy London for the quiet Isle. Even both of her parents had thought it a risky move. But she was doing quite well for herself, and enjoying the little niche she’d made here.
Isle of Skye, Scotland
Summer, Present day
“Oh yeah, strippers are on the menu. How about some sexy Highlanders in kilts?”
“Val, you’re the bestest friend a girl could ever have. What would I do without you?” Trish shrieked on the other end of the phone.
“Just leave it to me. Get the ladies on a train up here and I’ll make sure your bachelorette party rivals all others.”
Valerie Bennett hung up the phone and gazed around the little bookshop she now called home. She closed her eyes for a moment and took in the scent of the books, the smell of freshly baked bread from the baker next door and the aromatic flowers Tavia had dropped off for her this morning. All of them calming and somehow magical. A small smile crept over her lips as she opened her eyes, feeling fresh and alive.
Although she’d only lived on the Isle of Skye for a few months, she felt more at home here than she ever had in London . The Book Cove held a lot of precious memories from her youth, and although her grandmother had passed away, she was glad to still have the shop to remember her by.
She clicked on the internet and began to do a search, mindful of the few customers browsing her stacks of books. Renting a castle for the party would be a dream. None of her friends had made it out to visit her yet. Actually, all of them had thought she was slightly insane for packing up and leaving busy London for the quiet Isle. Even both of her parents had thought it a risky move. But she was doing quite well for herself, and enjoying the little niche she’d made here.
She wanted to make this trip as magical for her friends as possible. Maybe they’d see the pull Scotland had for her. The enchantment that took her breath away and made her feel like she was floating through a fantasy. The fresh air, the misting skies and the history. The sexy men who still dressed in kilts… It was a dream come true for her.
As she searched through the venues she recalled a man coming into the shop a few weeks prior. Laird MacLeod she thought he’d said, current owner of Dunvegan Castle . Shutting down the internet, Valerie walked down the different aisles of books, quickly skimming through the travel and history section until she found the book she was looking for. Dunvegan Castle . She sank to the floor and thumbed through the pages. God, the place was gorgeous. She’d always had a fascination with castles and history. Something about chivalry, valor, royalty just struck her as so romantic.
Dunvegan had been built some eight hundred years ago and still held tons of relics inside. It was perfect place to show her friends the magic of Skye—and they did rentals for weddings. Would they possibly let her rent it out for a bachelorette party?
Hadn’t Laird MacLeod said something about being very close to her grandmother and if there was anything she needed…
No, she couldn’t.
He certainly wouldn’t.
With that, she slammed the book closed and picked up the phone. Ten minutes later she shot an email off to Trish with the destination.
Castles and warriors, here we come.
As she searched through the venues she recalled a man coming into the shop a few weeks prior. Laird MacLeod she thought he’d said, current owner of Dunvegan Castle . Shutting down the internet, Valerie walked down the different aisles of books, quickly skimming through the travel and history section until she found the book she was looking for. Dunvegan Castle . She sank to the floor and thumbed through the pages. God, the place was gorgeous. She’d always had a fascination with castles and history. Something about chivalry, valor, royalty just struck her as so romantic.
Dunvegan had been built some eight hundred years ago and still held tons of relics inside. It was perfect place to show her friends the magic of Skye—and they did rentals for weddings. Would they possibly let her rent it out for a bachelorette party?
Hadn’t Laird MacLeod said something about being very close to her grandmother and if there was anything she needed…
No, she couldn’t.
He certainly wouldn’t.
With that, she slammed the book closed and picked up the phone. Ten minutes later she shot an email off to Trish with the destination.
Castles and warriors, here we come.
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