

When she comes home and sees a Kevin Sorbo look-alike dressed in Viking clothing and jewelry in her living room, roasting a rabbit in her fireplace and announcing that she will be his bedmate while he is there – well she is horrified, but Rolf is like a tempest sweeping everything before him. Meredith Foster is a scholar who is dedicated to her beloved grandfather’s dream of building an authentic Viking ship. He finds himself in Maine in the year 1997. Rolf is sucked into a whirlpool and escapes from it by clinging to Ingrid, his ship’s figurehead. He is journeying on a quest to the Holy Island of Lindisfarne to return a sacred relic his father had plundered, when his ship is attacked. Rolf is a farmer and master shipbuilder in what is now Norway in the year 977 A.D. That’s what happens to Geirolf (Rolf) Ericsson in Sandra Hill’s screamingly funny book. I really enjoy time-travel books, but I haven’t read too many of them where the main character travels forward in time. Since the story takes place in Maine, I can’t help but wince at how cold it would be – but hey, Rolf is a Viking and I guess Meredith isn’t noticing such a mundane thing as the cold. It has the hero and heroine, Rolf and Meredith in a nekkid embrace while the surf washes over them and hides all the naughty bits. The cover of The Last Viking is not for those who are squeamish about reading romance novels in public.
