Dream of Me: Book 1 The Dream Makers Series

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was about to stand up when a chill ran down her back. It was one of those feelings she got when she knew someone was staring at her, even though she couldn’t see them. Serenity licked her lips nervously and swallowed down the lump that had developed in her throat before she spoke.
    “Sandman.” The word came out much more desperately than she had intended. It almost sounded as if she were calling out to a lover. She swallowed again and then said more firmly. “If you’re there, please answer me. I sort of feel like an idiot talking into the dark.” Her words were met with silence, but still she felt the presence of something or someone. Good thing she wasn’t easily dissuaded. Unless of course she was indeed talking to an empty room, then perhaps it was less of a good thing and more of a need to get your brain checked out thing. “Please answer me, Brudair; are you here?”
    “Yes.” A deep, rich voice threatened to lull her to sleep with one tiny word. She shook herself, pushing away the drowsiness.
    “Can I see you?” she asked and felt her heart beat speed up at the prospect of finally seeing the object of her obsession for the past few days.
    “I haven’t decided if that is a good idea or not.”
    Okay, so perhaps she didn’t need to ask him any more questions because his voice was doing tingly things to her. Not okay, Sarah, not okay , she silently reprimanded herself. “Why are you still here if you’ve already shown me the dream meant to influence me?”
    No answer.
    “Why haven’t you moved on to someone else?”
    Again no answer.
    Getting frustrated, Serenity ground her teeth together as she spoke. “Why are you here?” Perhaps, that came out a little more rudely than she intended, but she wanted answers.
    The deep voice finally rumbled “I am here because I want you.”
    Whoa, did not see that coming.

Chapter 3
     
    “ To see the moon in your dreams means you will soon be confronted with an unstoppable force, object, or personality that will have an immediate and irresistible pull on your life.”
     
     
    D air had not meant to be so blunt with her. He knew that his words had come through in a near growl because of how possessive he felt towards her, and he imagined that she was probably terrified of him. He had followed her, as usual, all day, and several times he caught her talking to herself about how she was going to confront him and ask him to reveal himself to her. All day he had thought about what he would do once the sun finally set and the moon took over. Up until the moment she had spoken his name, his true name, Brudair, he hadn’t known if he would answer her. But then she had said his name. Hearing it in her angelic voice caused his stomach to tighten and his hands to twitch with the need to hold her. Silence permeated the room as he waited to see how she would respond to his declaration. He was expecting her to tell him to leave and never come back, but, as usual, Serenity surprised him.
    “I’m not really sure what that means,” she admitted. “Is this like a want like a man wants a woman or is this like a want because I’m a shiny new toy?”
    Dair thought about how to answer her. She was indeed shiny and new, but not in the way she was implying. She was those things because of her differences from the rest of the world. To him, she shined like the brightest beacon in a world of muted greys. And though those things are what drew him to her, they weren’t the only reason he wanted her.
    “You are new to me, but not for the reasons you believe. I have been around for a very long time, Serenity. I have come across all sorts of people in all walks of life. I’ve seen the good in them, and the bad. In all that time, I have never come across a human that drew me the way you do. Your selflessness is a breath of fresh air. You listen to people and not just listen but you hear them and you care about what they have to say. You’re so good, so pure, and unjaded. Even though

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