The Highland Kiss

As a successful wedding planner, I was sure my own big day would go without a hitch. But minutes before the ceremony, a phone call from my fiancé rips my life apart.Heartbroken, I flee to the Scottish Highlands, seeking sanctuary in Bannock, an idyllic town I visited as a child and which I still remember fondly.But the Bannock Hotel, once full of warmth, is now managed by a very grumpy Scotsman. I don't recognise him straight away, but I soon learn he's Alasdair McIntyre, the first boy I ever kissed.As a twelve-year-old, he was sweet, but now? His blunt remarks and cocky smirks infuriate me, while my comebacks only reinforce his view I'm a stuck-up big-city "lass".I came here to heal, not to be provoked by this irritatingly handsome Highlander. Yet beneath his gruff exterior and admittedly impressive muscles, there are glimmers of another side to Alasdair.I mustn't let my guard down. My heart is already cracked. If I let him in, I risk shattering it altogether...