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Informationen zum Autor Julie Garwood Klappentext Jordan Buchanan is thrilled that her brother and best friend are tying the knot. The wedding is a lavish affair-for the marriage of Dylan Buchanan and Kate MacKenna is no ordinary occasion. It represents the joining of two family dynasties. The ceremony and reception proceed without a hitch-until a crasher appears claiming to be a MacKenna guest. The disheveled and eccentric professor of medieval history warns that there's "bad blood” between the couple's clans, stemming from an ancient feud that originated in Scotland, and involving the Buchanan theft of a coveted MacKenna treasure. Jordan has always led a cautious life and has used her intelligence and reason to become a successful businesswoman. So she is intrigued but skeptical of the professor's claims that the feud has been kept alive by the grave injustices the Buchanans have perpetrated over the centuries. But when Noah Clayborne, a close family friend and a man who has never let a good time or a pretty girl pass him by, accuses Jordan of being trapped in her comfort zone, she determines to prove him wrong and sets out on a spontaneous adventure to the small, dusty town of Serenity, Texas, to judge the professor's research for herself. Maneuvering through a close-knit community in which everyone knows everyone else's business, Jordan never anticipates the danger and intrigue that lie in her path, nor the threat that will shadow her back to Boston, where even in familiar surroundings, her life is at risk. A powerful thug who rules by fear, a man who harbors a simmering secret, and an unexpected romance that pierces all defenses-beloved author Julie Garwood weaves these dazzling elements into a brilliant novel of romantic suspense. Shadow Dance is a searing tango of passion and peril. The wedding of Jordan Buchanan's brother Dylan to her best friend, Kate MacKenna, was a joyous occasion, and the reception a beautiful affair -- Jordan walked into the ballroom and stood near the entrance trying to find Noah in the crowd on the dance floor. He still had her glasses in his pocket and her contacts were bothering her. "What's got you frowning?" Her brother Nick asked the question as he sauntered over to her. "I'm not frowning. I’m squinting. Noah has my glasses. Do you see him?" "Yeah. He's right in front of you." She focused in, spotted him, and then did frown. "Look at those silly women panting all over your partner. It's disgusting." "You think?" "I think," she replied. "Promise me something." "Yes?" "If I ever act like that, you'll shoot me." "Be happy to," Nick promised before laughing at her. Noah had excused himself from his fan club and walked over to join them. "What so funny?" "Jordan wants me to shoot her." Noah glanced down at her, and for a second or two she had his full, undivided attention. "I'll do it," he offered There was a little too much glee in his voice to suit her. She had just decided to walk away from the two of them when she spotted Dan Robbins heading her way. At least she thought it was Dan. He was too blurry to be sure. She’d had one dance with Dan earlier in the evening, and no matter what music was playing, whether it was a waltz, a tango, or hip hop, Dan bounced to his own tune in something that resembled a spasmodic version of a polka. Jordan changed her mind and stayed put. She moved a little closer to Noah and smiled at him. The ploy seemed to work. Dan hesitated and then turned away. "Don't you want to know why she wants me to shoot her?" Nick asked. "I already know why," Noah said. "She's bored." She slipped her hand into his pocket, found her glasses, and put them on. "I am not bored." "Yes, you are," Noah said. He was looking over her head when he spoke to her. She ...
