The Highland Kiss

Minutes before my wedding, a phone call from my fiancé rips my life apart.

I flee to the Scottish Highlands, seeking sanctuary in Bannock, an idyllic town I visited as a child.

All I want is peace and quiet to mend my broken heart. Instead I lock horns with the grumpy Scotsman who runs my hotel.

I don't recognise him at first but it turns out 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 m...