From the golden meadows of Provence to the sandy beaches of East Hampton to the hills of San Francisco their passion burned. Young and sheltered, beautiful Alexandra Glenn had been sent to America to help restore the early paintings of the famed Andrew Lowell. She entered Lowell's majestic East Hampton mansion, suddenly eager to embrace all she had been denied. Then, Matthew McKenna stood before her and the girl with the raven curls trembled with desire. His piercing blue-green eyes seemed to penetrate the very depths of her soul, and she wondered what burning secrets they hid. Try as she might, innocent Alexandra could not evade the splendid sensuality of the man she dared not trust. And on one starlit night, to the ceaseless pounding of the furious surf, she would risk everything for the fire of his kiss, his touch, his flesh.