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

Propping his chin on his hand, Daniel simply scowled. In the five minutes he was sitting at the table, Karden had managed to learn more about him than anyone had in years.


“Nice neighborhood,” Kar said, ignoring Daniel’s glare. He ripped off a piece of crusty bread and dipped it into the stew. “Sooooo, you own your building?”


Daniel cringed and mumbled under his breath.


“I own the block,” Daniel snapped and jabbed his spoon into the stew. The texture and fragrance were perfect, and the taste was light as the fish melted in his mouth. It wasmagnificent, though he should expect nothing less from a Michelin-star chef like Frank. Daniel took another bite, then glanced up at Karden, who sat with his spoon frozen halfway to his open his mouth.


Chapter 10