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Erica Ridley’s Cain on London from BORN TO BITE
Another night, another ballroom… this one gaudier than most. Oriental folding screens and candlelit chandeliers are a far cry from rolling hills and bloody battlefields. Well, depending on your point of view. Lincolnshire is a blessed distance from soot-stained London, but the come-out debs fight over titled bachelors with the same focused ruthlessness as any Scottish laird defending castle and keep.
Gossips call this particular field of war “the Wedgeworth soiree.” If ye don’t believe such an innocent word could strike fear into the hearts of men, then ye haven’t taken a close enough look at the fresh-faced lords-to-be cowering behind the refreshment table. I’d wager the cups in their trembling hands contain a fair dose of whiskey. Pitiful whelps wouldn’t last a day where I’m from.My kin don’t hide behind lukewarm ratafia.
Where’s home, ye ask? Scotland, of course. As if ye don’t ken the accent in my voice. These watery English nobs may call me Mr. Mártainn Macane all they like, but at home in Pitreavie Castle I’m simply known as Cain. The warrior. The Highlander. The vampire hunter.
What’s that? My bloodlust hardly shocks ye, given my looks? I can’t help being head-and-shoulders taller than these milksop dandies in their unscuffed slippers and lemon-yellow waistcoats. It seems England is overrun with a different kind of sheep. I’ll force my Highland muscles into breeches and shirtsleeves, but I’ll be damned a second time before I let some uppity tailor noose a cravat about my neck. Next time one tries, I’ll show him my fangs.
Soon as I drag home my quarry, it’s back to the freedom of hills and kilts for me. Can’t wait to trade this matchstick “decorative walking cane” for my razor-edged Claymore. Playing gentleman is pure torture for a Scot like me. And can ye believe, in all the much-lauded routs I’ve been to, not one orchestra included the bagpipes?
Come to think of it, there’s not a single bloody thing I enjoy about English High Society. Not the disgusting French sauces drowning every meal, not the boring brick townhomes burying Mother Nature beneath, and definitely not the bonny lass who just locked eyes with me across this crowded dance floor. The pale flesh at the swell of her bosom and the curve of her neck glow temptingly beneath the flickering candlelight. I can’t help but edge a wee bit closer.
While I’m here feigning manners, mayhap I ought to ask her to dance. Whisk her into the shadows of night, where the new moon grants enough privacy to steal a kiss–and something spicier. I do feel a devilish thirst coming on…
Giveaway provided by Kensington
One copy of BORN TO BITE by Erica Ridley, Diana Cosby, Hannah Howell
Published on September 1st 2012 by Kensington Publishing Corp.
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