Chapter 4

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4 JennyI was early and so were the foreigners. Not that they looked very foreign. Their size was the only thing that set them apart – well, and their kilts. All three of them wore one. I wondered if… No. I dragged my gaze away from their crotches and focused on the rest of them. They all had ginger hair, even more fiery than my own. Two of the men seemed to be brothers, looking almost identical, while the other had blue rather than emerald eyes. I realised the colour of their kilts matched their eyes. Was that just a coincidence? Here in Scotland, a tartan represented a specific clan. Was that the same for them? Were they from two different clans or maybe families? I had so many questions. The main one: Were all of them this gorgeous? The reception area felt very crowded with these thr

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