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    Kilty Pleasures
    Kilty Pleasures
    Kilty Pleasures
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    Kilty Pleasures

    By Nancy Fraser

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    When Ronan MacAlister returns to Glencoe, Maine to see to the affairs of his late uncle, he's immediately reminded of why he's stayed away. The small town is definitely not his cup of tea, and he can't wait to settle the estate and be done with the cold winters. The only bright spot is the feisty farm manager, Aileen. All grown up now and far from the shy and reserved girl from his childhood, she exudes a steamy sexuality that has Ronan and his unruly body on full alert. Aileen MacDougall had a huge crush on Ronan when she was a teenager, content to adore him from afar whenever his family came to Glencoe for a visit. Now he's back, and although the circumstances are less than ideal, she's eager to find out if her fantasies can live up to reality. But he holds the key to the future of Glencoe in his hands as well as her own hopes and dreams. Can being trapped together in a remote cabin during a freak snowstorm melt his heart? Or will they discover they have differences even kilty pleasures can't overcome?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Wild Rose Press
    Release dateDec 16, 2016
    ISBN9781509212453
    Kilty Pleasures
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    Nancy Fraser

    Nancy Fraser is Henry A. and Louise Loeb Professor of Political and Social Science at the New School for Social Research. Her many publications include Fortunes of Feminism (2013), Scales of Justice (2008), Adding Insult to Injury: Nancy Fraser Debates Her Critics (2008) and Redistribution or Recognition? (with Axel Honneth, 2003).

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      Kilty Pleasures - Nancy Fraser

      You

      Kilty Pleasures

      by

      Nancy Fraser

      Real Men Wear Kilts

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

      Kilty Pleasures

      COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Nancy Fraser

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

      Contact Information: info@thewildrosepress.com

      Cover Art by Diana Carlile

      The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

      PO Box 708

      Adams Basin, NY 14410-0708

      Visit us at www.thewilderroses.com

      Publishing History

      First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2016

      Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-1245-3

      Published in the United States of America

      Dedication

      For my fellow authors in the TransCanada Romance Writers group. Your support is always welcome and appreciated.

      PRAISE FOR AUTHOR

      Nancy Fraser

      2015 International Digital Award

      for Erotic Romance Winner

      ~*~

      TIME AND AGAIN:

      If you like sexy, witty romances, you are going to love this one.

      ~Water Lily, Long and Short Reviews

      This book has delightfully yummy scenes and an interesting host of characters. It was such an extreme delight to read.

      ~Time Girl Reviews

      When death’s dark stream I’ll ferry over

      A time that surely shall come

      In heaven itself I’ll ask no more

      Than just a Highland welcome.

      ~Robbie Burns

      Chapter One

      "Beannachd Dia dhuit."

      The minister’s Gaelic blessing melded smoothly into the bagpiper’s rendition of an old Scottish hymn. Aileen MacDougall raised her head and scanned the small group of people who’d come to pay their respects.

      She’d expected a better turnout. Despite his reputation as a curmudgeon, the small town of Glencoe, Maine owed Kieran MacAlister a huge debt. He’d bailed the entire county out on more than one occasion. Surely a final show of respect wouldn’t have killed them.

      Aileen caught sight of her father, the bright red of the MacDougall tartan splashed proudly across his hips and chest. Her brothers, decked out in their finest kilts and sashes, took their place at his side, ready and able to carry their fellow Scotsman to his final resting place.

      A fourth man joined them at the front of the small church. His dark hair curled against his temples. Taller than her father and brothers, his broad shoulders drew her appreciative gaze. The MacAlister-of-Skye tartan clung to his trim hips. The kilt’s hem flirted with the top of his knees above traditional cream stockings and tartan garter flashes. At his narrow waist he wore a black leather sporran adorned with a silver clasp fashioned from the MacAlister family crest.

      Ronan MacAlister. The deceased’s only remaining family.

      Growing up, she’d had the biggest crush on Ronan…the older boy she saw once, possibly twice, a year during his family’s infrequent visits to Glencoe. She’d fantasized about following him to the big city, of somehow escaping her parents’ sheep farm.

      Yet, here she was, years later still in Glencoe and living at home. Obviously, not all fantasies come true.

      Aileen pushed herself to her feet and fell into step at the end of the line of people exiting the church, stopping just short of the door to steal one last glance at Ronan MacAlister…quite possibly the sexiest man to ever wear a kilt.

      ****

      Ronan MacAlister stood at the door of the community hall, shaking hands and accepting the condolences of perfect strangers. Thank you for coming, he said for the hundredth time.

      Angus MacDougall sidled up to Ronan’s left, a slice of fragrant apple pie held firmly in his grasp. With a nod of his head, Angus motioned toward the buffet. You should make yourself a plate. The food won’t last forever. Not with this bunch.

      Ronan chuckled. There does seem to be far more people here for the lunch than were at the funeral.

      Aye, Angus agreed. Let it never be said this lot don’t know when to stuff their bellies.

      He inhaled deeply. Something does smell delicious.

      Likely my Aileen’s lamb casserole you’re smelling. Best in the county.

      Aileen? That’s your daughter, right?

      Angus swallowed a mouthful of pie and nodded. Aye.

      I remember her. Bright red hair and freckles. She used to compete in the Highland Dance competitions.

      Still does from time to time. Teaches, too. She’s grown up a mite since you last saw her. As a matter of fact, she’s been serving as the caretaker up at your uncle’s place.

      Caretaker? I would have thought taking care of my uncle’s old farm was more of a job for a man, not a young woman.

      Need be, Aileen can drive a tractor and mend a fence as well as any man.

      He offered the obviously-proud father an apologetic smile. "I didn’t mean to inferˮ

      A lot of men have underestimated my girl. Angus gave another nod toward the table laden with food. Why don’t I have her make you a plate? You can grab a spot close to the door and still greet your guests.

      Thank you. I’d appreciate it.

      While he waited for his food, Ronan studied the townsfolk milling around the brightly lit, albeit stuffy, hall. They came from all walks of life. Farmers, store owners, and bankers. The one and only barber…who

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