It was extremely one-sided, and while I love the concept of a fat girl being emotionally supported and sexually worshipped by a hot guy in a kilt, that concept falls flat when the main guy has no real thoughts, feelings, or experiences of his own. This book didn't feel like a romance to me. The boyfriend being nothing more than a Jamie Fraser cardboard cutout who was plopped down in 2020 to serve as a calf-eyed prop to validate Hannah's needs and desires is the entire point. There are so many basic technical issues with the writing in this book, but the biggest issue is that the author engineered this massive, life-altering magical event only to make it clear by the next chapter it was a mere plot contrivance to give Hannah the perfect boyfriend she's always dreamed of. While the guy from 1745 is just hanging out in the barn, being a paid servant to this lady, not knowing how cell phones work, all by himself for weeks at a time. Instead you are treated to page after page of the woman complaining about the comparatively minimal upheaval in her life after she ditched her shitty job and shitty boyfriend (good for her) and insulted her father's entire career before moving onto his ag exemption farm and living rent-free off his money for an indefinite period of time so she can explore a career in the arts. Imagine a book where a woman casts a love spell she picked up from a 'witch' at a RenFaire that brings a man from 1745 into the present, and apart from 2 reaction scenes, the main guy's adjustment to living in the present happens almost completely off-page with minimal hijinx, and the main gal has no curiosity about learning more about the magic she's just discovered is real or even in spending much time with the guy she unwittingly dragged across 2 centuries. Will Hannah and Graham learn to live with each other? If they can, then maybe, just maybe they can find a love worth crossing space and time. They are going to have to find a way to survive each other until then. The spell can only be reversed under the moon of the spring equinox. He is in a world he knows nothing about with a woman who drives him mad… mad with lust and just plain mad. He awoke over two hundred years in the future across the Atlantic.

Graham MacNeil fell asleep in his uncle’s stable in 1745. What harm could it do? The ancient, brutish, but also undeniably handsome Scotsman she finds in her barn the next morning might be the answer to the question. Hannah doesn’t believe in magic but decides to perform the spell anyway.

In her search for clarity, she let her best friend talk her into buying a love spell. After quitting her job and breaking up with her slacker boyfriend, she moves to her family’s farm.

A highlander for hannah mary warren