TEAESER:
The lust in his eyes
disappeared in a blink and a cold, hard gleam appeared there instead. “Tapestry?”
Christina swallowed back
her fear. After all, this was just a dream. “The one with the castle and the
woods and the two warriors standing in front of it.” She motioned with her
hands to show him the approximate size. “I bought it from a strange little shop
a couple days ago.”
“The prophecy has begun.”
His voice was low, his tone almost reverent as he bowed his head for a moment.
When he raised his head again, his face was set in determined lines. “You are
alone and must come to the castle for protection.”
Christina
didn’t like his imperious tone and she liked his command even less. “I think
I’ll stay here until I wake up if it’s all the same to you.”
The dumbfounded look on
his face told her that no one said no to this man very often. He cocked his head
to one side as he stared at her as if trying to figure out whether she was
being difficult or if she was just plain crazy. At the moment, she’d opt for
the second one. This whole dream was nuts.
Part of her wanted to go
with him. If she were lucky, maybe this would turn into another long, erotic
dream. A woman didn’t get a chance to have sex with a guy this hot very often,
even if it was just a fantasy. But in the harsh light of day, he looked too
big, too powerful and just too intimidating as he took another step towards
her.
Panicking, she once again
threw up her hands in front of her to stop him. “If you’re the warrior from the
tapestry, where’s the other one?”
Strong arms enveloped her
from behind and a pair of tan muscled forearms clamped around her stomach. She
was pulled back against a rock-hard chest as a soft voice whispered in her
right ear. “I’m right here.”
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