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

Kar tossed water from his hair and clothes. “Your dreams always this dramatic?” he asked.


Daniel managed a small smile. “It’s always the quiet ones,” he said, mimicking Karden’s comments in the cellar. Finding a lantern, he stuck a small piece of flint to light it. The room illuminated to show maps lining the walls, a sexton, and a series of books. “It’s a navigation room,” said Daniel.


Karden ran his hands along one of the maps. “This doesn’t look like a guide to buried treasure,” he said. The map resembled an aged version of blueprints, complete with building numbers and long lines.


“A runway,” murmured Daniel. He grabbed Karden by the arm. “Paulo drugged me and is taking me to the airport. I have to figure out a way to let you know.”


“What?” Karden yelled, grabbing Daniel’s cheeks. “In your dream or in the real world?”


“Real as it gets,” Daniel said, pulling away to turn to the map. He ran his hands along the edges. “I need to figure out what airport.”


Chapter 39