Return to the Highlander

Aileen swallowed her heart as she made the leap. A leap of blind faith that the fortune teller wasn’t lying. That jumping off the cliff would mean she could return to her modern times. And not break her neck in the process.

Giving up Roderick will be the easy part, she tells herself. He was a husband of convenience after all. Spine arching passion doesn’t change the fact that she doesn’t feel the love he confessed to her on their last night together. She’ll miss the passion, but nothing more.

Or so she tells herself.

Roderick watched the woman he loves jump off a cliff. The fortune teller promises him that she’ll return. But who could return from such a fall? And if such a thing were possible, why should she? She’s never echoed the sentiments of love he’s professed. And with the rebellion spiking, perhaps it’s for the best she’s gone.

His deceased wife might have sent Aileen to him, but she never promised she’d stay.

But Aileen is haunted by a pair of brilliant green eyes and a sickening feeling she’s made the worst decision of her life. The war between her modern life and her marriage of convenience will drive her to the brink of her sanity.

Will she chalk up her time in the past as nothing more than a passionate affair? Or will she Return to the Highlander?