Camry MacKeage has absolutely no intention of telling her parents that she left her job as a NASA physicist for the small-town life of a dog-sitter -- which is why she's spending the holidays alone in coastal Maine with her furry friends Tigger and Max. Unfortunately, her irresistibly handsome rival, scientist Luke Pascal, accidentally spilled the beans. Now he's on a mission from her mother to tempt Camry home for the family's annual winter solstice celebration. But Luke is hiding his own secret, and he'll need a little bit of magic to earn Camry's trust...and a whole lot of mistletoe to seduce his way into her heart.
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A native of rural central Maine, Janet Chapman lives there in a cozy log cabin on a lake with her husband. Three cats and a stray young bull moose keep them company. The author of the hugely popular Highlander time-travel series, she also writes contemporary romances.
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Chapter One
The only thing stopping Grey from strangling the shivering man crouched in front of their hearth was that he didn't wish to upset Grace. And since his wife already looked pale enough to pass out, Greylen MacKeage contented himself with glaring at his son-in-law and chief of police, Jack Stone, who had brought the half-frozen man to them.
Apparently also stunned by the news, Jack merely shrugged.
"Would you mind repeating what you just said, Mr. Pascal?" Grace whispered, clutching the arms of her chair. "As I don't believe I heard you correctly the first time."
Luke Pascal turned from warming his hands at the fire, his worried glance darting to Grey before returning to Grace. "When I went to NASA and asked to see her a couple of months ago, I was told that Camry hasn't worked there since December of last year. Then when I went to her condo, I found out she had sold it sometime last spring. I'm sorry I've obviously shocked you, Dr. Sutter, but I assumed you knew."
Honest to God, if Pascal didn't stop calling his wife Dr. Sutter, Grey really was going to strangle the bastard. "And how is it that ye know our daughter?" he asked.
Luke Pascal stood up from his crouched position and faced Grey. "I've been communicating with Camry by e-mail for quite some time." He shifted uncomfortably. "Or I had been up until this summer, when she suddenly stopped e-mailing me back."
Grace suddenly jumped to her feet, which made Pascal step back. "You're the Frenchman who was giving Camry fits?"
Pascal's chill-drawn face flushed. "I prefer to think we were engaged in a lively scientific discussion. It certainly wasn't my intention to give her fits." He winced. "Though judging from some of her e-mails, I can see that I may have hit a nerve or two."
"And you say she stopped e-mailing you last summer?"
"Right after I suggested that I should come to America so we could collaborate."
"My daughter didn't think that was a good idea?" Grey asked, drawing Pascal's attention again.
The man took another step back. "According to her last e-mail, I would have to say no, she didn't."
"But you came anyway."
Their slowly thawing guest looked at Grace, obviously knowing she was the scientist in the family and apparently deciding he'd rather deal with her. "I am this close to finally unlocking the secret to ion propulsion," he said, holding his thumb and index finger an inch apart. "And I was sure that if Camry and I tackled the problem together, we could have a working prototype within a year."
"And her reply was?"
"A rather succinct no," he muttered, edging back toward the fire. His navy blue eyes moved from Grace to Grey. "You haven't spoken with her at all in the last year?"
Jack snorted, and Grey shot him a glare, which he then turned on Pascal. "Camry's been home several times, but she always led us to believe she was returning to Florida whenever she left."
"And since she has a cell phone," Grace interjected, "we never bother calling her lab." She collapsed back in her chair, shaking her head. "I just spoke with her a few days ago, and she told me her work was going great." She lifted distressed eyes to Grey. "Why didn't she tell us she'd left NASA? And if she sold her condo, where is she living now?"
Not wanting to discuss family matters in front of a stranger, Grey headed toward the foyer. "Come, Pascal. I'll take you to our resort hotel and get ye a room."
"No," Grace said, jumping to her feet again. "Luke will stay here at Gù Brath."
"That isn't necessary," Pascal said, correctly reading Grey's desire that he get the hell out of their house. "I really don't wish to intrude. If I can just sleep in a warm bed for a couple of days to thaw out," he said with an involuntary shiver, "and get some hot food in my stomach, I will be good to go. I really should be heading back to France anyway, before I find myself out of a job."
"But I thought you came here to collaborate with Camry?"
"But Camry doesn't wish to collaborate with me, Dr. Sutter."
Grace waved that away, then suddenly looped her arm through his, walking him past Grey toward the stairs leading to the bedrooms. "Please call me Grace, Luke. I haven't been called 'Doctor' in years. Where are your belongings?"
"In my rental car, buried under three feet of snow someplace out there," he said, motioning with his hand. "I had no idea Maine got such fierce blizzards this early in the season. I thought February and March were your snowy months. I must have walked ten miles before Chief Stone came cruising by on his snowmobile."
Grace stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned to the men. "Jack, could you find Luke's car and get his belongings for him?"
Jack nodded. "Not a problem, Mother Mac."
She started walking up the stairs, Luke still in tow. "In the meantime, I'll find you something to wear, and while you're taking a warm shower, I'll throw together a nice hot meal for you."
They walked along the balcony, and Pascal gave one last wary glance toward the foyer before disappearing down the hall.
Grey turned to his son-in-law, but Jack raised his hand. "Give me two hours, and I'll be able to tell you everything you want to know about Luke Pascal, right down to his birth weight."
"And you'll find out where the hell Camry is."
"Well, that might be a little harder," Jack told him. "If Cam's been lying to us for over a year about where she's working and living, she's certainly smart enough not to leave a paper trail."
"I'll call her, and you can trace her cell phone signal."
Jack shook his head. "That would require involving the feds, and I doubt they'd consider a father searching for his grown daughter to be a threat to homeland security."
"Then use your own skills for tracking down runaways."
"It often took me months to find those kids, Grey, and then most times it was sheer luck. Maybe Winter or Matt could help. Or Robbie."
"No, I don't wish to involve anyone else in this. Camry's been lying to them as well, and I would rather find out her reason first, and not embarrass her in front of the entire family."
Jack nodded. "I can respect that. I'll quietly track her down, but it might take a while. And anyway, the solstice birthday bash is only a little over two weeks away. You can ask her what's going on then."
"She's not coming this year. She claimed she couldn't get away from work."
"I'm sorry. It's got to be hard finding out from a stranger that your daughter's been lying to you. But what I can't figure out is why." Jack chuckled softly. "Of all your girls, Cam would be the one to throw us a curve, but outright lying?" He shook his head. "That's the last thing I'd expect from her."
Grey glanced up at the balcony. "She's not the only one lying to us. About the only thing Pascal said that I believe is that the blizzard caught him by surprise. By the looks of his beard and the condition of his clothes, he's been camping out for a while. Where, exactly, did ye find him?"
Jack stepped over to the door and put his hand on the knob. "About twenty miles north of town, on one of the tote roads leading to Springy Mountain."
"And what excuse did he give for being out in the middle of nowhere?"
"He said he was looking for an old camp that his grandfather used to own. But the moment I introduced myself, he mentioned Camry's name. That's when I knew he'd been searching for whatever fell out of the sky and crashed north of here last summer." Jack glanced up at the empty balcony, then back at Grey. "Are you really going to let him stay in the house?"
Grey found his first smile of the afternoon. "Keep your friends close and your enemies even closer, Stone."
"And Pascal is the enemy?"
"Until he proves otherwise, he is."
Luke stood under the blessedly hot shower spray, gritting his teeth against the pain of his toes thawing, and began shaving off his beard with the razor he'd found in the fully supplied bathroom. As the evidence of his last two months of living like a caveman slowly fell away, he wondered if he hadn't just jumped out of the proverbial frying pan and into the fire.
First and probably most surprisingly, Grace Sutter MacKeage wasn't at all what he'd been expecting. For a woman with enough academic degrees -- two of which were doctorates -- to wallpaper a house, she sure as hell didn't appear to have one nerdy bone in her body. Luke knew she was in her mid-sixties and was the mother of seven girls, but she didn't look a day over fifty.
Her husband, however, sent chills through Luke that had absolutely nothing to do with his state of near frostbite. Greylen MacKeage had to be closer to seventy, and every damn year of experience showed in his sharp, piercing green eyes. When Luke had innocently mentioned that Camry hadn't worked for NASA for over a year, Greylen had appeared ready to kill the messenger -- as if somehow it was his fault that Camry had been lying to them.
When Luke had found out his rescuer was Jack Stone, who he knew was married to Camry's sister, Megan, he'd thought his luck had finally changed. That is, until he'd come face-to-face with the woman whose life's work he had destroyed. It had been all he could do not to throw himself at Dr. Sutter's feet and beg her forgiveness for destroying Podly.
Although to be fair, he'd only been trying to eavesdrop on Podly's transmissions, not hijack the little satellite. And he sure as hell hadn't meant to make it fall out of orbit. But to have it crash so close to Pine Creek...that was just outright eerie.
Then to have his childhood idol welcome him into her home and treat him with nothing but kindness? Well, he definitely was going to hell for his deceptions.
Luke turned to let the hot spray cascade over his clean-shaven face and started washing his hair. Stone hadn't believed him about searching for an old family camp; Luke had read the suspicion in the quiet lawman's eyes before he'd even finished telling the lie. So he'd ...
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9 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
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A Highlander Christmas- a delightful addition to the author's Highlander series,
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I found "A Highlander for Christmas" to be an utterly delightful and even moving read. The whole book reads like a breeze with it's likeable characters and easy to follow plot. The story had me in tears at times, and mind you, I don't tear up easily when I read a romance. Though the book is a stand alone and I certainly recommend it to anyone, I think any fans of Ms. Chapman should definitely pick this one up, particularly if they want a nice holiday treat filled with magic and miracles that will bring them back to visit the McKeage clan. I sure hope there are more books to come in this lovely series... would definitely love to read Fiona's story!
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Janet Chapmans best book yet!,
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A WONDERFUL BOOK! Janet's Style of writing would please any reader! HER BEST BOOK TO DATE!
Can't wait for more!
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whimsical romance,
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French rocket scientist Luke Pascal Renoir and NASA physicist Dr. Camry MacKeage have been exchanging emails. However, she quits NASA as magic and science seems a poor mix. Camry flees to Maine where she becomes a dog sitter whose BFFs are Tigger and Max.
Jack Stone and Camry's parents rescue Luke from certain death due to a blizzard on their frozen mountain top. The outsider mentions his corresponded with Camry shocking her family with her former and present occupation as they thought she was working in Florida. He further explains she said no to his request to collaborate on an ion propulsion model and abruptly stopped responding when he said he would like to meet her in the States. Luke went to NASA but she had quit. Her mom demands Luke amend his transgression by persuading Camry to come home to celebrate the solace with her family. He will learn a little bit of magic and a lot of love makes the heart pump faster. The latest MacKeage whimsical romance stars the first daughter Camry who struggles with magic vs. science especially her heritage and Renoir. From the opening scene when the matriarch Dr. Grace welcomes a frozen Luke into the family while the patriarch Grey wants to leave him exposed to the blizzard, the cast makes for an engaging holiday time. Although long time fans will notice some similarity to Secrets of the Highlander, Janet Chapman cleverly spins the tale differently so that readers will enjoy celebrating A HIGHLANDER CHRISTMAS in Maine. Harriet Klausner
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