“Need me, Janice.” Oh my, I’m so sorry . . .I meant to say “Need me Lisa.” I doona know what came over me. For a moment, I felt like . . .I had just slipped into another time, another body. A time and place where men were really men . . .and those lucky women reaped all the benefits.
The immortal Circenn, in Karen Marie Moning’s The Highlander’s Touch is that kind of man. Make no mistake about it. And Lisa . . .innately sensual herself is doing a lot of reaping. And I can’t think of anyone more deserving . . .well, except me of course.
In the present day, Lisa was working on “overload.” Caring for her dying mother, maintaining two jobs, trying to make ends meet. Her job at the Museum in Cincinnati, where she’s the night maid is her only sanctuary. But, tonight, when Lisa enters the museum director’s office, she couldn’t resist touching an exotic chest that cradles a flask. The flask Circenn had cursed many centuries past. With one touch of her hand, Lisa is catapulted back in time to Scotland 1314, and into Circenn’s bedroom. Where YES . . .Circenn is bathing and rises majestically before her. All 6’7” inches of pure masculine beauty. Lisa, no fool, zeros in on just the right spot and decides she must be dreaming. This cannot be real. . .! She ponders, and then I ponder, I mean wonder, I mean . . .oh damn, I just thought about it for a minute or ten.
Circenn expects a man to be delivered to him when the flask is returned. In fact, he had sworn an oath to Adam, sin siriche du, the blackest elf, to kill the unfortunate envoy. What was he to do now? He had given his vow. But, this man of honor, this legendary warrior, falls in love, as he never has before in all his five hundred years of life. He must find a way to keep Lisa with him forever.
So, now, you have another twist to keep you enthralled. Can Circenn watch Lisa grow old? Witness her death, leaving him bereft, his heart isolated once again to emotional attachments?
The secondary characters are noteworthy. Even Adam the blackest elf (you gotta love him). Duncan, who is one sexy Knight, Ruby, Lisa’s friend in the future and her mother Catherine are all equally likeable and add dimension and entertainment to the story.
Karen Marie Moning takes us on a slow, sensuous cruise through time. The Highlander’s Touch will stay with you long after you sense the last caress and experience the lingering, lyrical pull of Circenn’s, voice. Karen Marie Moning’s dialog is so magical, our hero and heroine so compelling, that sometimes I was just overwhelmed and had to put the book down to savor it for a bit. But, I’ve picked it back up time and again and you, should definitely do the same.