out as soon as she left? I pulled up some information about the Delacourte and Ross Architectural firm and it had both Todd Ross and Rachel Delacourte’s pictures posted on the website. Besides, there was something else she told me that confirmed she wasn’t sent here by our comical partner.”
“What’s that?”
“Your grandfather hired her to restructure the old Covelli mansion.”
“Now that you mention it, I think he told me about it some time ago, but I didn’t realize he’d gone ahead and hired someone. She doesn’t have a problem being my patient because if my connection with Grandfather, does she?”
“No. The only thing that made her a little uneasy was having to recount her dream all over again to you but I assured her my notes would be sufficient.”
“You have her set for a dream study?”
“Tomorrow night. I figured you could use a good night’s sleep after pulling a double yesterday.”
Nic didn’t think he could have stayed awake tonight if his life depended on it. “I appreciate that, Luis. I think I’ll just finish reading over your notes on Miss Delacourte and call it a day.”
After Luis had gone, Nic kicked back with his feet propped up on his desk and scanned the brief answers Rachel Delacourte had written on the form before reading the more in depth notes Luis had taken. He found it interesting that her recurring nightmare started about the same time his had. It was even more intriguing that she was experiencing similar sexual interludes every night.
The dream is so vivid I wake up feeling as if I really have spent the night having mind blowing sex.
Nic reread what Rachel had told Luis one more time with an eerie sense of familiarity. Wasn’t that exactly what he’d been thinking about his own nightly encounters with the green-eyed beauty who invaded his dreams? Rachel even admitted that she could still feel where his hands had touched her and often woke in the middle of an orgasm. Luis noted that she seemed embarrassed by this and had assured her it was perfectly natural considering the nature of the dream.
Nic had to give the woman kudos for having the courage to tell Luis. Especially since he’d been somewhat of a coward by not confessing the very same thing frequently happened to him. He idly wondered what would happen if two people such as Rachel and himself got involved in a relationship with each other. Would the dreams end or would they both wake up with ravenous sexual appetites and go at each other like animals in heat after being primed by their dream lovers? It was an interesting thought, but one he’d definitely have to keep to himself.
Nic finished reading the rest of the narrative and jotted down a few questions to ask Rachel when he saw her tomorrow. He was glad she was coming in on a Friday so he’d be able to take it easy the next day and catch up on some much needed sleep. It also tended to make his patients a bit more relaxed because they weren’t worrying about missing work and consequently fell into a deeper sleep. He closed the file and was just about to shut down his computer when curiosity about Rachel Delacourte got the better of him.
Pulling up the internet, he typed in
Delacourte and Ross
and found their home page right away. Nic’s heart slammed against ribs when he saw the picture of Rachel smiling back at him. She was much younger than he expected and was also undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. But that wasn’t what made his heart vibrate inside his chest like a jack hammer or why the air had suddenly been sucked out of his lungs. He leaned closer to the screen, studying every familiar feature of her face.
He’d never met Rachel, but he knew her intimately all the same. His fingers had sifted through her silky dark hair, traced the line of her delicate jaw, caressed her soft skin. He’d kissed her perfect
“What’s that?”
“Your grandfather hired her to restructure the old Covelli mansion.”
“Now that you mention it, I think he told me about it some time ago, but I didn’t realize he’d gone ahead and hired someone. She doesn’t have a problem being my patient because if my connection with Grandfather, does she?”
“No. The only thing that made her a little uneasy was having to recount her dream all over again to you but I assured her my notes would be sufficient.”
“You have her set for a dream study?”
“Tomorrow night. I figured you could use a good night’s sleep after pulling a double yesterday.”
Nic didn’t think he could have stayed awake tonight if his life depended on it. “I appreciate that, Luis. I think I’ll just finish reading over your notes on Miss Delacourte and call it a day.”
After Luis had gone, Nic kicked back with his feet propped up on his desk and scanned the brief answers Rachel Delacourte had written on the form before reading the more in depth notes Luis had taken. He found it interesting that her recurring nightmare started about the same time his had. It was even more intriguing that she was experiencing similar sexual interludes every night.
The dream is so vivid I wake up feeling as if I really have spent the night having mind blowing sex.
Nic reread what Rachel had told Luis one more time with an eerie sense of familiarity. Wasn’t that exactly what he’d been thinking about his own nightly encounters with the green-eyed beauty who invaded his dreams? Rachel even admitted that she could still feel where his hands had touched her and often woke in the middle of an orgasm. Luis noted that she seemed embarrassed by this and had assured her it was perfectly natural considering the nature of the dream.
Nic had to give the woman kudos for having the courage to tell Luis. Especially since he’d been somewhat of a coward by not confessing the very same thing frequently happened to him. He idly wondered what would happen if two people such as Rachel and himself got involved in a relationship with each other. Would the dreams end or would they both wake up with ravenous sexual appetites and go at each other like animals in heat after being primed by their dream lovers? It was an interesting thought, but one he’d definitely have to keep to himself.
Nic finished reading the rest of the narrative and jotted down a few questions to ask Rachel when he saw her tomorrow. He was glad she was coming in on a Friday so he’d be able to take it easy the next day and catch up on some much needed sleep. It also tended to make his patients a bit more relaxed because they weren’t worrying about missing work and consequently fell into a deeper sleep. He closed the file and was just about to shut down his computer when curiosity about Rachel Delacourte got the better of him.
Pulling up the internet, he typed in
Delacourte and Ross
and found their home page right away. Nic’s heart slammed against ribs when he saw the picture of Rachel smiling back at him. She was much younger than he expected and was also undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. But that wasn’t what made his heart vibrate inside his chest like a jack hammer or why the air had suddenly been sucked out of his lungs. He leaned closer to the screen, studying every familiar feature of her face.
He’d never met Rachel, but he knew her intimately all the same. His fingers had sifted through her silky dark hair, traced the line of her delicate jaw, caressed her soft skin. He’d kissed her perfect
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