They were as different as chalk and cheese. From the moment Paula Dixon stumbled across Liam Croft, a headstrong, hale and hearty Irishman, her carefully controlled world began to change. She was a prosecuting attorney. He was a publican. She wanted him to stay in South Carolina. He wanted her to go back with him to Dublin. She thought he was a chauvinist. He thought she was an angel. It looked like a no-win situation. Then fate intervened, and Paula found she needed more than the luck of the Irish to survive. She needed the Irishman himself.