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

Though his eyes narrowed in contemplation, Karden kept his unwavering gaze on Daniel. “So, the car at the intersection?” he asked slowly. Daniel nodded, his stomach rioting and demanding he stopbefore the man bolted from his shop. Kar continued, “And the way you match your tie to Elanor’s flowers every day? And knowing the perfect ingredients for Frank? And the leaky pipe at the gallery?” Daniel nodded again. Kar sat for what seemed an eternity before he suddenly gave a small laugh. “Wall Street was a nightmare,” he said, suddenly getting the joke. Crossing his arms, Kar’s expression became unreadable. “What did you dream about Dr. G?”


Daniel looked down. “Just that I encounter him today.” He wanted to add,while I was kissing you, but that turned out to be wishful thinking about chocolate


“What is he going to say?” Karden asked.


Chapter 18