Roderick had buried any thoughts of love or happiness the day he buried his wife. He swore on her honor that he would never marry again, but the burdens of being laird are too heavy for one set of shoulders. No matter how broad.
He prayed to his deceased wife that she might select him a reasonable partner...
Aileen is three things: Practical, Logical, and...Impulsive. So when a drunken run in with a fortune teller turned matchmaker lands her hundreds of years in the past, she’s prepared to make the most of it.
Having a gorgeous highlander insist that you were sent by his late wife isn’t Aileen’s idea of a dream proposal. But she also had never dreamed she’d find herself in 1748 either.
She’ll married him for practicality, but will she find herself Falling for the Highlander?
About the Author
Eliza Phillips is a Midwestern gal who's heart belongs abroad. She writes romances that will curl your hair or make your heart sigh with whimsy. She enjoys all things historical, particularly if it wears a kilt. Her heroines are independent thinkers that don't need no man...but wouldn't mind if a man came and swept them off their feet.
When she's not writing Eliza spends her time lusting after travel destinations, recipes for bruschetta, and red heads. She keeps her sanity with a cocktail of 80's rock, Caribou Coffee, and...cocktails. Preferably with friends.