Outlander Chronicles 2013
Day 145 | Audiobook: The Fiery Cross | Part Two: The Chieftan’s Call | Chapter 18: No Place Like Home
I haven’t done a chronicles post in a while, but today I just felt like it, even though I only listened to a few minutes of the audiobook on my walks to and from my Mum’s place, where I spent the afternoon. I noticed two things, both kind of adorable. At least they add to my love Jamie Fraser.
When they return from the gathering and get back to the Ridge, Jamie gives Claire a bouquet of flowers, which he has never done before. He gets the inspiration when he sees Bree’s delighted look about the flowers Roger gave her. Too bad, that among the colourful flowers Jamie chooses for his bouquet is some poison ivy, which he didn’t notice, but Claire does.
“Ye might have told me, Sassenach.” Jamie glowered at the table near the bedroom window, where I’d set his bouquet in a cup of water. The bright, blotchy red of the poison ivy glowed, even in the dimness of the firelight. “And ye might get rid of it, too. D’ye mean to mock me?”
“No, I don’t,” I said, smiling as I hung my apron from the peg and reached for the laces of my gown. “But if I’d told you when you gave it to me, you’d have snatched it back. That’s the only posy you’ve ever given me, and I don’t imagine I’ll get another; I mean to keep it.”
The other loveable trait of Jamie Fraser, has been mentioned before in the books, I think, but I chuckled about it this time again. He likes his woman “well filled out” or to quote himself:
“I like ye fat, Sassenach,” he said softly. “Fat and juicy as a plump wee hen. I like it fine.”
I might have considered this a simple attempt to remove his foot from his mouth, were it not for the fact, that naked men are conveniently equipped with sexual lie detectors. He *did* like it fine.
There’s hope for all of us, who aren’t anorexic supermodels, I guess *ggg*
[Quotes are from “The Fiery Cross” by Diana Gabaldon, Copyright© 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.]