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- KurzbeschreibungFrom the New York Time bestselling Janet Chapman comes this delightful tale of a young woman who's had enough of men...until she meets her spectacular new neighbor.<br>Legend has it love is carried on the rising mists of Spellbound Falls, and not even time-traveling highlanders are immune to its magic...<br>Birch Callahan has seen the trouble men can cause. After witnessing her mother's four marriages, Birch now runs a women's shelter and doesn't want a man in her life. But there's something about her neighbor, Niall MacKeage. Birch can't figure out how the cop can be so big and gruff and yet so insightful and compassionate-and sexy. Or how she's falling for a man who acts like someone from the twelfth century.<br>Niall knows that Birch is attracted to him, even if she seems to distrust all men. Yet he also knows she has a secret-something that drives her to place herself in harm's way for the women of her shelter. Niall would gladly rush to Birch's side to protect her from harm, but with their secrets standing between them, he'll have to reveal his own truth if he wants to keep her...
- AutorJanet Chapman
- SerieJove Books
- VerlagPenguin LCC US
- Seiten432 Seiten
- Gewicht210 g
- LeseprobeChapter One<br>Despite knowing the orcas and sharks inhabiting the inland sea were under strict orders not to harm humans, Niall put more power to his strokes when he felt something brush against his leg-because, hell, he wasn't completely suicidal. An idiot, maybe, for taking a moonlight swim, but he figured he'd rather face a killer whale than go chest-to-nose with a pint-sized spitfire determined to drive him crazy.<br>Birch Callahan hadn't been on the job a week before she'd started telling him how to do his job; the only problem being that as chief of police, Niall was fairly certain that didn't include stirring the good people of Spellbound Falls into more of an uproar. He really couldn't arrest a man for being a penny-pinching grouch, and even if he could, it wasn't like he had a jail into which he could throw the poor bastard. But if he caught wind of Mrs. Grouch poisoning her husband again . . . well, maybe sitting in some sturdy wooden stocks in the town park would cool off the couple.<br>He'd have to check if public punishment was legal in this century.<br>Not that there was anything private about the Kents' domestic little war.<br>Niall stopped swimming and listened to the steady breathing off to his right, then silently sank below the surface when he spotted the broad head coming toward him. But remembering he wasn't suicidal, he resurfaced well behind the dark mass of solid muscle and fangs to see his pet swimming in circles, its head craned out of the water as it searched the moon-bathed swells with obvious alarm.<br>"Hey, pooch," he whispered, causing the huge Chesapeake to whip around with a startled snarl. "Ye worried a shark might mistake you for a tasty harbor seal?" he added with a laugh, heading for shore when the dog started paddling toward him. But not about to bite the hand that fed it, Shep merely powered past with a grumbling growl as Niall settled into an easy pace and let his mind return to his pint-sized problem.<br>For a woman who supposedly had enough university degrees in human behavior to be running Spellbound Falls' new Crisis Center, Birch Callahan didn't seem to know when she was being played. If Noreen Kent was being abused by her husband of forty-six years, Niall would place himself in those stocks.<br>He still wasn't sure how wanting a new cookstove had turned into a full-blown war between the couple, much less how it had escalated into the townspeople taking sides. But hell, Logan was still unsteady on his feet from his bout of food poisoning, even though Noreen swears she hadn't deliberately undercooked the now-infamous dinner
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