TOO SCOT TO HANDLE
Windham Brides, #2
Grace Burrowes
Forever
July 25, 2017
As a captain in the army, Colin MacHugh led
men, fixed what was broken, and fought hard. Now that he's a titled gentleman,
he's still fighting—this time to keep his bachelorhood safe from all the marriage-minded
debutantes. Then he meets the intriguing Miss Anwen Windham, whose demure
nature masks a bonfire waiting to roar to life. When she asks for his help to
raise money for the local orphanage, he's happy to oblige.
Anwen is amazed at how quickly Lord Colin
takes in hand a pack of rambunctious orphan boys. Amazed at how he actually
listens to her ideas. Amazed at the thrill she gets from the rumble of his
Scottish burr and the heat of his touch. But not everyone enjoys the success of
an upstart. And Colin has enemies who will stop at nothing to ruin him and
anybody he holds dear.
The ins and outs of the Windham family is fascinating to say the least. Today, we look at Anwen Windham. The youngest daughter in her family. From those that don't know her very well would think she's quiet, timid, and shy, and they would be totally wrong. Anwen tends to be passionate, and given half a chance they would know that she had a fiery personality. However, Colin MacHugh sees the fiery personality that's hidden by her meek facade. He's intrigued by her, and wants to get to know Anwen.
Colin is pretty much new in town. His brother is the new Duke of Murdoch, so people want to attach themselves to Colin's new status. There was one in particular that comes to mind, Winthrop Montague. I wanted to throat punch him and his sister. They are definitely bad ton. However, you don't see how rotten they are until the story unfolds. I seriously hoping Anwen or Colin would deck these, but my violent side wasn't satisfy. There solutions was probably better to solve the problem at hand.
Anyway, we find in Too Scot to Handle a blossom relationship between Colin and Anwen. Colin is trying to find his footing in town and he becomes involve with Anwen's cause the House of Urchins. By the way, I think is a very unfortunate name. Oh well. Anyway, he gets to see what Anwen is passionate about, and is willing to do whatever to help her cause. At the same time, something isn't adding up, and they are trying to find ways to make it work for the boys.
Overall, I liked Too Scot to Handle more than the first book. Don't get me wrong I did like the first book, but this one the focus was more on Colin and Anwen. You didn't see so many Windham cousin's meddling into the affairs of Colin and Anwen. We only see one really pop into view and that was Rosecroft. I like that focus was more on Colin and Anwen, and the drama that was happening at the House of Urchins. Colin even made it a priority to help the older boys become guided. Again, I wish Winthrop and his sister had gotten punch, because they were horrible people. I'm kind of excited to see the next book to happen.
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Overall, I liked Too Scot to Handle more than the first book. Don't get me wrong I did like the first book, but this one the focus was more on Colin and Anwen. You didn't see so many Windham cousin's meddling into the affairs of Colin and Anwen. We only see one really pop into view and that was Rosecroft. I like that focus was more on Colin and Anwen, and the drama that was happening at the House of Urchins. Colin even made it a priority to help the older boys become guided. Again, I wish Winthrop and his sister had gotten punch, because they were horrible people. I'm kind of excited to see the next book to happen.
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Excerpt:
He’d taken care that this kiss be
private, and thus unhurried.
Anwen
liked the unhurried part exceedingly. Lord Colin held her not as if she were
frail and fragile, but as if she were too precious to let go. His arms were
secure about her, and he’d tucked in close enough that she could revel in his
contours—broad chest, flat belly, and hard, hard thighs, such as an
accomplished equestrian would have.
Soft
lips, though. Gentle, entreating, teasing…
Anwen
teased him back, getting a taste of peppermint for her boldness, and then a
taste of him.
“Great
day in the morning,” he whispered, right at her ear. “I won’t be able to sit my
horse if you do that again with your tongue.”
She
did it again, and again, until the kiss involved his leg insinuated among the
folds and froths of her riding habit, her fingers toying with the hair at his
nape, and her heart, beating faster than it had at the conclusion of their
race.
“Ye
must cease, wee Anwen,” Lord Colin said, resting his cheek against her temple.
“We must cease, or I’ll have to cast
myself into yonder water for the sake of my sanity.”
“I’m
a good swimmer,” Anwen said. “I’d fish you out.” She contemplated dragging a
sopping Lord Colin from the Serpentine, his clothes plastered to his body….
“Such
a sigh,” he said, kissing her cheek. “If ye’d slap me, I’d take it as a mercy.”
“I’d
rather kiss you again.” And again and again and again. Anwen’s enthusiasm for
that undertaking roared through her like a wild fire, bringing light, heat, and
energy to every corner of her being.
“You
are a bonfire in disguise,” he said, smoothing a hand over her hair. “An ambush
of a woman, and you have all of polite society thinking you’re the quiet one.”
He peered down at her, his hair sticking up on one side. “Am I the only man who
knows better, Anwen?”
She
smoothed his hair down, delighting in its texture. Red hair had a mind of its
own, and by the dawn’s light, his hair was very red.
“No,
you are not the only one who knows better,” she said, which had him looking off
across the water, his gaze determined.
“I’m
no’ the dallyin’ kind,” he said, taking Anwen’s hand and kissing it. “I was a
soldier, and I’m fond of the ladies, but this is… you mustn’t toy with me.”
Everlasting celestial trumpets. “You
think I could toy with you?”
“When
you smile like that, you could break hearts, Miss Anwen Windham. A man wouldn’t
see it coming, but then you’d swan off in a cloud of grace and dignity, and too
late, he’d realize what he’d missed. He wouldn’t want to admit how foolish he’d
been, but in his heart, he’d know: I should ne’er have let her get away. I
should have done anything to stay by her side.”
I am a bonfire in disguise. “You are not
the only one who knows my secret. I
know better now too, Colin.” She went up on her toes and kissed him. “It’s our
secret.”
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THE WINDHAM BRIDES SERIES
THE TROUBLE WITH DUKES, #1
TOO SCOT TO HANDLE, #2
NO OTHER DUKE WILL DO, #3
ABOUT THE AUTHORGrace Burrowes grew up in central Pennsylvania and is the sixth out of seven children. She discovered romance novels when in junior high (back when there was such a thing), and has been reading them voraciously ever since. Grace has a bachelor's degree in political science, a bachelor of music in music history, (both from Pennsylvania State University); a master's degree in conflict transformation from Eastern Mennonite University; and a juris doctor from the National Law Center at the George Washington University.
Grace writes Georgian, Regency, Scottish Victorian, and contemporary romances in both novella and novel lengths. She's a member of Romance Writers of America, and enjoys giving workshops and speaking at writers' conferences. She also loves to hear from her readers, and can be reached through her website or her social channels.
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