December 2, 2007
Bah humbug is how antiques dealer Claire MacGregor feels about the holiday season! Not only has Claire been plagued by neighborhood hoodlums who have been vandalizing her shop, (costing her money for repairs she doesn’t have to spend), but Claire gets word that her dear friend, Tavish MacLean has passed away and has bequeathed several crates worth of his belongings to her. While going through Tavish’s possessions Claire finds an unusual wood carved puzzle box. Solving the mystery to it opens a Pandora’s chest of woes for Claire when a huge, naked, intensely handsome, but very ticked off 18th century highland laird appears.
Where the Hell was he? Sir Cameron MacLeod is dumbfounded at the strange words and odd behavior from the frightened woman he awakens to! Cam remembers little of what transpired before finding himself in Claire MacGregor’s shop. Cameron was preparing to go to war with the rest of his clan. Mhairi, his foster mother, was a witch, and had warned Cam there would be nothing but death and destruction should he fight. Mhari must have put a spell on him, but this world of Claire’s could not have possibly been where she had in mind to send him! Cam must make his way back, his clan’s welfare depends on it, but the bonny Claire is making this time seem more inviting.
A Highlander for Christmas by Sandy Blair has an interesting premise, but somewhere along the way it founders. Too many silly episodic calamities begin to befall Cameron. Granted he is a fish out of water, big time, but there is little in the way of romance and too much emphasis on the intervals that supposedly surround it. The actual “connection” between Cam and Claire is long in coming and by that time the book is almost over.