David Knight has been plagued by dreams his entire life, only to have all memory of them vanish when he awakens. Now the dreams are coming with more frequency, and they seem to be drawing him to the Amazon. A scientist with a PhD in ichthyology and a dedication to learning all he can about lungfish, whose existence dates back to the Devonian era, David is determined to see what the Amazon holds. His hopes seem about to be answered when Dr. Carlos Avila contacts him. It seems the Brazilian archeologist discovered the remains of a previously undiscovered species on a tributary of the Amazon, and he’d like nothing better than for David to join the expedition to see if more of the creature can be found. Of course David leaps at the opportunity and flies to Pesadelo Bay to join the mismatched team. Once there, he discovers not only does Dr. Avila have his own agenda, but a former conquest as well as a friend who’d saved his life years before are part of the team and are engaged to be married. Meanwhile, the need to sail up the Amazon to find what ... or who ... is calling him there has become more and more pressing, and David must decide which is the most important -- learning what Dr. Avila really is searching for, or finding the answer to his dreams?

Lagoon of Dreams

I could have gotten up and walked out, but my nanny had raised me better than that.


I glanced at my watch again. If I didn’t leave now, I could very well miss my flight.


At that moment, Sam returned. “All set.” He pulled my chair back so I could rise, then urged me ahead of him with a firm palm to the small of my back. Once out of the restaurant, he slid that arm around my waist and made small talk—which I paid no attention to—until we reached my car.


“Well, I guess this is goodbye.” I stepped out of his embrace.


“It doesn’t have to be. I can meet you when you get back to the States.”


I murmured something noncommittal as I unlocked my car door. I turned to him, relieved this would soon be all over. “It was nice meeting you, Dr. Lucas.” I offered him my hand.


“It was nice meeting you, too, Dr. Knight.” He took my hand, not to shake, but to turn it over and swipe his tongue across my wrist. Then he planted a kiss on it. “I’ll be seeing you.”


Chapter 25