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

Daniel kept his eyes sealed on the laptop. “Remember how I used to dream of a storm? It’s back,” he said. Sury dropped a book on the desk in front of him. Startled at her stealthy approach, Daniel’s eyes snapped to her.


“Paulo,” she muttered. Pointing at Daniel, she added in a low voice. “You are not falling back in with that Italian bastard.”


Daniel sighed, and wondered silently if he should have kept this part to himself. “Of course, I won’t,” he said, bending toward the laptop with a sudden immoveable interest in the search results. Sury eased her hand over the laptop and leaned close to Daniel.


“Yes, I know, Sury,” he said, not looking up.


“He isolated you from everyone you know.”


“Sury, I am well aware,” Daniel replied.


Daniel rose and met her level gaze. Taking a step back, he straightened to tower over his cousin. “I remember, Sury. I was there,” he said in a low voice. “And I have no intention of seeing him.”


Chapter 5