Judith Ainsworth gladly returned to London when she inherited her father's business. But coffee shops and antiques held little interest for the young heiress -- her real ambition was to find the handsome and mysterious Englishman whose searing kiss and tender touch had awakened her to womanhood one magical day...years ago. When Michael spied the appealing girl standing on the balcony, he knew at once she was the woman who had haunted his dreams, whose portrait he had returned to paint again and again, ever since he had seen her -- and kissed her that fateful day!