“It isna flouncing," he said. "It's pacing." "If you say so, Captain MacFlouncy." "Or prowling." "Prowling." She arched one eyebrow. "Like a kitten?" He gave an exasperated sigh. "Call me a kitten once more, and I'll..." "You'll what?" "I'll pounce on you and lick you like a dish of cream." Maddie smiled to herself. That didn't sound like such a terrible punishment.” ProwlingMaddie And LoganFlouncing Book:When a Scot Ties the Knot Source: When a Scot Ties the Knot