Daniel Trace dreams of days to come -- literally. Ever since he can remember, Daniel gathers hints and snippets of the upcoming day through his dreams. Of course, the dreams are never straight forward (and neither is Daniel), so the shy, rare book dealer spends his nights pulling together clues under the guise of a Medieval warrior or an ancient Greek fire fighter. Surrounded by an eclectic group of family and friends, he carves a refuge in his Chicago neighborhood.<br><br>Daniel’s latest dreams warn of the return of an old nemesis, but nothing prepares him for Karden Templeton, a man with eyes the color of chocolate as it melts on the tongue. Along with unending flirtations, Karden offers Daniel a proposal that will turn his orderly world upside down and ignite long-forgotten desires.<br><br>Will surrendering to Karden’s flirtations place Daniel at the mercy of an old love? Can Daniel learn to accept his gifts, and trust his awakening feelings for Karden?

Dream of Me

“Any good tips?” begged Jimmy, ramming open a red table umbrella. “Tiois talking about trying to merge Greek olive leaves into his stew.” He rolled his eyes and yanked at the collar of his red polo uniform, revealing the tattoos on his neck.


Returning with a brisk wave of his own, Daniel replied, “What about seafood? I hear there might be clams at Hagen’s.”


Frank paused. “The place on Montrose Avenue?” Daniel nodded as a smile broke into Frank’s thinning mustache. “You know, I was thinking of trying to create a Chicago version of cioppino. Today must be the day!”


Chapter 3