watched intently.
“Bronwyn?” He smiled. “Just tell me whatever it is.”
“A dream.” There. I’d said it out loud.
“Um, a dream?” He sipped his coffee.
“Yes. A very intense dream—a sensual one.”
He choked on that bit of news.
I continued. “Okay, so I know this is totally inappropriate, but I’ve never experienced anything like it. And I’m not one of those women who is good at holding back and keeping secrets. I like things out in the open with my relationships.” I held up a hand. “Not that we have one, but I think we sort of have something.”
He raised his hand to talk, but I waved him away.
“Anyway. I had this intense dream, so real. I can’t even begin to tell you how it made me feel. And when I woke up, I couldn’t believe you weren’t there beside me. My problem is, I’m afraid that I may have slipped into your dream accidentally. It happens sometimes when my shields are down and I care about someone. And if that happened and it was your dream too, I’m sorry.”
He just sat there staring at me. My nerves were on edge and I jumped up out of the chair and tried to escape. So much for honesty in relationships. Secrets and lies are good things and emotions should be repressed.
I tried to open the door but he shut it again with his hand above my head. He grabbed me from behind and wrapped his arms under my breasts.
“Did the dream begin like this?” he whispered in my ear and trailed kisses down my neck.
My breath caught and he squeezed me tighter as I leaned into him.
We did share the dream.
“Yes, it started just like this.” I still faced the door.
“Turn around, Bronwyn.”
I did what he asked and he grabbed both arms and pulled them above my head. As his eyes narrowed his lips crushed mine in a passionate kiss. That whole wiggly-knee thing happened again. His body pressed tight against mine was the only thing that kept me from sliding down the door. Our magic mixed and sent waves of heat through my body.
His tongue probed and he tasted of coffee and sugary sweet pastry. I didn’t think it possible but it was even better than the dream.
While he still held my arms above my head, he brought one hand down to cup my breast, running his thumb over the hardened nipple. I tilted my head and his kisses left my lips and he nibbled on my ear and neck.
I was ready to drop my pants right there and wrap my legs around him when a knock on the door made us both jump.
“Doctor?”
He pulled me to the side of the door and cracked it. “Yes, Carmen?”
“Oh, you are in. Just checking to make sure everything was all right.”
“We’re fine, thanks.” He chewed on his lip to keep from laughing. “I’m, um, in a consultation right now and I may run over a few minutes. Tell Mr. Blaine I’ll be with him shortly.” His mouth covered in lipstick and his cheeks pink with emotion, he smiled at the other woman.
“Yes, sir. He’s not in yet but I’ll let him know.”
He shut the door and we both laughed at the absurdity of the situation.
I fanned my face. “Why, Doctor, as the twins at Lulu’s like to say, I believe I have the vapors,” I told him in my best Scarlett O’Hara imitation.
“You and me both.” He led me to the chair and I sat down. I gulped some of the coffee, while he moved his chair in front of mine and grabbed my free hand.
“Obviously,” he began, “there is something between us. And I’m not angry that you slipped into my dream. Although, I’ll ask that you not make a regular practice of that.”
“Not a problem.”
He smiled and took a deep breath. “So, can I see you tonight?”
“If you don’t, I might just explode.” I didn’t add that the only thing I wanted to do right now was climb on top of him in that chair and ride him till I couldn’t think anymore.
“Why do I have the feeling there’s more going on in that head of yours than you’re sharing with me?” He stood and brought me to him.
“I have no idea what
“Bronwyn?” He smiled. “Just tell me whatever it is.”
“A dream.” There. I’d said it out loud.
“Um, a dream?” He sipped his coffee.
“Yes. A very intense dream—a sensual one.”
He choked on that bit of news.
I continued. “Okay, so I know this is totally inappropriate, but I’ve never experienced anything like it. And I’m not one of those women who is good at holding back and keeping secrets. I like things out in the open with my relationships.” I held up a hand. “Not that we have one, but I think we sort of have something.”
He raised his hand to talk, but I waved him away.
“Anyway. I had this intense dream, so real. I can’t even begin to tell you how it made me feel. And when I woke up, I couldn’t believe you weren’t there beside me. My problem is, I’m afraid that I may have slipped into your dream accidentally. It happens sometimes when my shields are down and I care about someone. And if that happened and it was your dream too, I’m sorry.”
He just sat there staring at me. My nerves were on edge and I jumped up out of the chair and tried to escape. So much for honesty in relationships. Secrets and lies are good things and emotions should be repressed.
I tried to open the door but he shut it again with his hand above my head. He grabbed me from behind and wrapped his arms under my breasts.
“Did the dream begin like this?” he whispered in my ear and trailed kisses down my neck.
My breath caught and he squeezed me tighter as I leaned into him.
We did share the dream.
“Yes, it started just like this.” I still faced the door.
“Turn around, Bronwyn.”
I did what he asked and he grabbed both arms and pulled them above my head. As his eyes narrowed his lips crushed mine in a passionate kiss. That whole wiggly-knee thing happened again. His body pressed tight against mine was the only thing that kept me from sliding down the door. Our magic mixed and sent waves of heat through my body.
His tongue probed and he tasted of coffee and sugary sweet pastry. I didn’t think it possible but it was even better than the dream.
While he still held my arms above my head, he brought one hand down to cup my breast, running his thumb over the hardened nipple. I tilted my head and his kisses left my lips and he nibbled on my ear and neck.
I was ready to drop my pants right there and wrap my legs around him when a knock on the door made us both jump.
“Doctor?”
He pulled me to the side of the door and cracked it. “Yes, Carmen?”
“Oh, you are in. Just checking to make sure everything was all right.”
“We’re fine, thanks.” He chewed on his lip to keep from laughing. “I’m, um, in a consultation right now and I may run over a few minutes. Tell Mr. Blaine I’ll be with him shortly.” His mouth covered in lipstick and his cheeks pink with emotion, he smiled at the other woman.
“Yes, sir. He’s not in yet but I’ll let him know.”
He shut the door and we both laughed at the absurdity of the situation.
I fanned my face. “Why, Doctor, as the twins at Lulu’s like to say, I believe I have the vapors,” I told him in my best Scarlett O’Hara imitation.
“You and me both.” He led me to the chair and I sat down. I gulped some of the coffee, while he moved his chair in front of mine and grabbed my free hand.
“Obviously,” he began, “there is something between us. And I’m not angry that you slipped into my dream. Although, I’ll ask that you not make a regular practice of that.”
“Not a problem.”
He smiled and took a deep breath. “So, can I see you tonight?”
“If you don’t, I might just explode.” I didn’t add that the only thing I wanted to do right now was climb on top of him in that chair and ride him till I couldn’t think anymore.
“Why do I have the feeling there’s more going on in that head of yours than you’re sharing with me?” He stood and brought me to him.
“I have no idea what
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