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

Standing inside the doorway, he took a slow breath. “Hey,” came Kar’s quiet voice. Daniel stiffened in response. “You okay? I didn’t mean to upset you, Dany. I was just trying to see you smile.”


In the tight confides of the doorway, Daniel felt Karden’s nearness. He nodded absently. “I’m fine. I’ll get the wine,” he turned to go, but Kar gently grabbed his arm.


“Dany, really, I’m sorry,” he said, the earnestness in tone keeping Daniel from pulling away.


Taking a deep breath, he turned to Karden. “You really, reallydo not need to apologize,” Daniel said. He motioned his head to those on the roof. “For them, it’s a leaky pipe here or a flower there. For me, it’s being nine years old, and figuring out my father was leaving us before he did. It was trying to find a way to tell my uncle he was dying of cancer when I was only fourteen,” he took a shaky breath. “It’s getting endless glimpses and flashes of the lives of strangers. Sometimes, it’s just too much.”


Chapter 27