Rogue Bruce
enjoys running a Scottish bed-and-breakfast with her Aunt Baillie from America.
They specialize in hosting romantic Elizabethan-themed weddings, complete with
resident ghost, Lord Kai. But love is something Rogue is not the least bit
interested in…
By Kathleen Shaputis
Title: HIS KILT DROPPED HERE: A MAGICAL REALISM SCOTTISH ROMANCE
Author: Kathleen Shaputis
Publisher: Clutter Fairy Publishing
Pages: 170
Genre: Magic Realism Scottish Romance
Rogue Bruce enjoys running a Scottish castle turned bed-and-breakfast with her Aunt Baillie from America. They specialize in hosting romantic Elizabethan-themed weddings, complete with resident ghost, Lord Kai. But love is something Rogue is not the least bit interested in. Content with her work, she requires no male accompaniment for happiness.
A new delivery service brings Bruce MacKenzie, a Thor look-alike in plaid and denim, fetching more than the usual number of groceries from town, while Jonathan Olson, a snobbish, dark, Rhett Butler type, arrives at the castle to administer a writing seminar for aspiring authors. With two men after the heart she’d thought safely locked away, Rogue is flattered and confused. But when things start to take a sinister turn, danger befalls Rogue and those dear to her. The musical soundtrack of Rogue’s life flares from complacent, to dizzyingly romantic, to heart-thumping scary in this sizzling triangle.
Tucking
her feet under her skirts, Rogue noticed a delicious waft of sugar and cinnamon
in the air before a stuttered clink of china announced someone bringing a tea
tray toward her. Good lord. It was Bruce. She straightened herself suddenly,
undecided on where to put her hands. Of all the sneaky tricks Putney could
pull, sending the hot delivery guy in with tea was a bit much. Hiding a smile
behind her hand, she watched the young man strain to keep everything balanced.
A twinge of pain in her side from masking the laughter sobered her. She took a
deep breath.“A wee
different from carrying a box of groceries?” Rogue patted the carved wooden
table in front of her. “I’m sure a lady would have no trouble handling a tea
tray herself now, would she?”Stray
blond strands hung down over his emerald eyes as he focused on getting the tray
to the table without spilling, but Rogue noticed a tension in his lips. Served
him right, being all chauvinist before.“I see Putney
has been playing matchmaker again.” Her voice clipped sharply on the last word.
“Thank you for coddling the old woman’s visions.”His face
flushed; he squinted his eyes and had difficulty swallowing.
Amazon → https://amzn.to/3oSL72D
Other Books by Kathleen Shaputis
HER GHOST WEARS KILTS
THEIR WITCH WEARS PLAID
SORRY, YOU CAN’T ENTER HEAVEN
THE CROWDED NEST SYNDROME
CHANGES IN ATTITUDE
50 FABULOUS PLACES TO RAISE YOUR FAMILY
Kathleen Shaputis, author/ghostwriter, lives in the glorious Pacific Northwest with her husband, Bob, a clowder of cats, two pompously protective Pomeranians with little social aptitude, Brugh and Miss Jazzy, and an overgrown adolescent blue tick coon hound, Juno.
If not writing during her lifestyle in an acre of forest, she keeps busy reading from her never-ending, to-be-read pile and watching romantic comedies. Her hygge in the woods.
WEBSITE & SOCIAL MEDIA
Website: http://www.kathleenshaputis.com
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/NWAuthor
INTERVIEW
- What is on your nightstand?
Two lamps – one’s broken but it’s beautiful so it stays as a decoration. A stack of books with my reading glasses on top. There is never not a stack of TBR (to be read) books on my nightstand. The height of it varies at times. It can’t be tall enough to block the reading lamp is my only rule.
- What author would you totally fan?
Janet Evanovich! I even have her book on writing, How I Write: Secrets of a Bestselling Author. Her books are feisty and I adore the few paranormal ones she wrote the most.
- What makes you cringe?
Negativity when someone’s talking. Life is too precious to snipe at others or ongoing whining about things. I’m no goody two shoes – my autobiography would be titled They Killed Pollyanna. But I’ve had the honor, or responsibility, of being at the bedside of both my parents when they passed away and an older brother. The hardest day was the opportunity to hold my three-month-old great grandson after his last breath. Life is priceless. Try and fill each day with gratitude and peace.
- Do you obsessively plot out each point or just go with the flow?
I’m a go with the flow author. I might start to plot a storyline, but the characters are behind the wheel, most of the time. I’m in the backseat along for the ride. Sometimes I might be white knuckled, holding my breath or letting my hair fly in the breeze with all the windows down.
- Is there a word you love to use?
There is! It’s foible or foibles. Such an odd little word to describe a minor flaw or shortcoming in a character or their behavior. My favorite place because of its name is Okanogan, just makes me smile saying it. I don’t know why. And I have a set of fantasy twins named Orion and Orinda. They could live in Okanogan and grow Olallieberries!
This is Juno, my husband’s dog. Half blue tick coon hound, half Labrador. And was supposed to be a truck riding dog, but she hates riding in cars.
Thank you ever so much for having me on your site with a delightful interview. Aren’t dogs just the greatest part of life? In my book, Diva, a Scottish Deerhound, plays an important part – she’s a wonderful side character.