Her Rebellious Heart: A Scottish Historical Romance Read Online Free PDF

body. Looking at herself again in the mirror, she was momentarily shocked at how much of her bosom was exposed, then thought, “Oh well, the tartan scarf that drapes from shoulder to waist, will partly cover that.”
                  Pinning her red gold hair on top of her head, and taking one last look in the mirror, she was ready to show off the dress. As she came slowly down stairs again, Aidan was the first to see her, and his exclamation of surprise and admiration, did not escape her. Robert was standing facing the fire place and didn’t see her right away. 
                  She called to him softly, “What do think, sir, will I do?”
                  He swung around quickly at the sound of her voice, and when he saw her, cried out, “My God, Bridget.” Putting his hand to his heart as if in pain, he staggered backwards into his chair.
                  Bridget rushed to his side exclaiming, “Grandfather, what is it, what’s the matter?”
                  Gasping for breath, he replied, “Bridget, my girl, I didn’t realize the effect this would have on me. Your likeness to your grandmother is uncanny.”
                  She put her arm around him, her head touching his, “I’m so sorry Robert.”
                  Then Aidan came towards them in great concern, “You all right, sir? Can I do anything for you?”
                  “Yes, my boy, get me a drink of something strong, to settle this old heart of mine.”
                  While Aidan went to do his bidding, Bridget, looking into Robert’s pale face, asked, “Would you still want me to wear the dress? I think it might be too hard on you, and I can get a new one of my own.”
                  “It was just the first sight of you that did it, lassie. I know you are the image of you grandma, but in her dress, for a moment it seemed she had come back. You will wear the dress, my dear, and I’ll be very proud of you.”
                  Bridget was unconvinced but nodded her head, knowing she couldn't refuse.
                  Then Aidan was there handing Robert a drink. After it was down Robert said, “Ah, that’s better, thank ye, lad.” He looked at Bridget, who had tears in her eyes, and momentarily took her hand, “You’ll have to excuse me now, lassie, I think I better get to bed and rest for a bit. Aidan, lad, will you help me? Then you can walk Bridget home.”
                  “Aye sir, I’ll be happy to.” His dark eyes met hers as she turned to leave them and as his gaze swept over her, she felt the hot blood rush to her face. She ran quickly upstairs to the bedroom, where she pulled off the lovely dress, and placed it carefully on the bed.
                  As she dressed in her own clothing again, she took another look around the cozy room, and this was all she needed to finally make her decision to come and live at the castle, come what may. But she would go home tonight and explain to her sisters. She couldn't just abandon them without giving them a chance to adjust first, and promising to do for them what she could, when she could.
                  Aidan had donned a warm jacket and was waiting impatiently for her when she came down stairs again.
                  “Is he all right, Aidan?” she asked in concern, “Can I go see him?”
                  “Better not, Miss Bridget. I gave him a good strong drink, and think you better let him sleep.”
                  “Well all right, if you think so, but I don’t like to go without telling him goodnight.”
                  “Not this time, Bridget, come let’s be going.”
                  He had taken complete control of the situation, and she wasn’t a bit sure she liked it. He was making her feel like an interloper in her grandfather’s