Arousing Suspicions
Chapter One
If you dream the same dream three nights in a row, it will come true.
Folklore
She took his hand and turned it over, settling it gently into her palm. His fingers curled as though he were cupping water. His skin was smooth, cool.
Awareness surged through her like the aftershocks of a deep earth tremor. She struggled to center her emotions, allowing him in on one level, on another keeping him out.
His brown eyes smiled, suggested, connected.
"Close your eyes, please," she said.
He stared at her for a heartbeat, then his lids drifted down.
"Good. Now take a deep breath. Relax. When you're ready, tell me your dream."
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