Highland, Georgia

The timeless romance, soaring passion-and gorgeous men-of Scotland come to modern-day America. And, the rules of love will never be the same... Isabel Buchanan is fiery, funny, and never at a loss for words. But, she is struck speechless when her mother returns from a trip to Scotland with a six-foot-tall, very handsome souvenir. Izzy's mother is so infatuated by the fellow that Izzy has to plan their annual Highland Games all by herself. Well, not completely by herself. The Highlander's strapping young nephew has come looking for his uncle... Alasdair Blackmoor has never seen a place as friendly as this small Georgia town-or a girl as brilliant and beguiling as Izzy. Instead of saving his uncle, who seems to be having a lovely time, Alasdair decides he'd rather help Izzy with the Highland Games. Show her how to dance like a Highlander. Drink like a Highlander. And, maybe, just maybe, fall in love with a Highlander. But, when the games are over, where do they go from here?

When a gorgeous new man-in a kilt-comes to town, life in Highland, Georgia will never be the same... Iain Connors is the poster boy for the strong and silent type. Growing up a loner at Cairndow Castle in Scotland with only the cliffs and moors for company, it's understood Iain will assume the mantle of Cairndow groundskeeper when his father is ready to relinquish it. But, his stint in Her Majesty's Armed Forces has opened up a whole new world-and now, rather than settle down, he accepts an invitation to travel to the States to take charge of the Highland Games. After all, he's led men into battle, how hard can planning a party be? Anna Maitland is ready to step up for her best friend Isabel Blackmoor, who can't run the Games in their hometown this year. Surely Anna, a dance instructor with boundless energy, spirit, and charm, is up for the challenge? What she doesn't anticipate is a man in a kilt who turns up claiming he's the one in charge. What's worse about this Iain? He's so infuriatingly handsome that she can't help but fantasize about him whispering sweet-nothings in her ear in his rumbly, sexy brogue...