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down the hall. The floorboards are freezing against my bare feet.
    I yank my toothbrush from the holder and vigorously scrub the sheen of coffee and sugar off my teeth.
    Once my face i s washed and my teeth clean I shut the light and beam when I see the rumpled quilts and fluffy pillows that await me.
    Within seconds I am out for the count. The sandman mercifully takes me under his wing and kisses me goodnight.
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    An Adonis swept past the muted light between the small crack in the door. I watched his lithe movements and felt a pang of ache deep in my belly.
    He was catlike in his stride, so confident and beguiling. He combed the porous stone room. His clothes were draped around his olive skinned frame. Almost like a sheen of fabric wrapped in several layers around his toned body. I couldn’t take my eyes off his broad shoulders and chiseled arms.
    His hair lay in a mass of black waves down his back. He walked around the room examining his surroundings, the confident stride exuding raw masculinity. I felt my muscle s clench and a deep desire flare.
    I watched him for several minutes, gliding gracefully about the room. Then a far door opened and a beautiful woman strode into the room. Her silky blonde hair casca ded across her breasts and her legs were sheathed in silk.
    She smiled vexingly and swiped her finger across his chest as she past.
    Then she began to dance around him in slow deliberate strides. Each pass she made she would caress his body, filling him with desire.
    Her face was flawless; probably twenty at best and the bold caramel eyes sparkled in the muted light over the skyline. After each pass she made, brushing svelte touches over his body she responded equally.
    Finally she spoke. “ Khai, why have you disregarded my repeated requests to come to me?” She ran her hand across his chest and down to his abdomen watching the progress with her greedy eyes.
    I felt a burning sense of rage and possession clawing inside my chest. I wanted to tear her hands away from him.
    She came to a stop in front of his face. “You will answer me, Khai.” She flicked her nail under his chin and drew blood.
    He met her gaze with a look of indignity. “My heart belongs to another , Mehi. It is not you.”
    She glared at him through her thick-rimmed lashes. “Oh, you will be mine, Khai—forever. She will not walk this earth with you, by your side. That will be me. You are mine .”
    They stood ga uging one another for several minutes then before my eyes could focus she blurred with movement and buried her face in his neck. I watched as he fell limply into her caged arms, blood soaking the fabric draped around his shoulder.
    I began to scream and she locked my eyes and smiled as she dropped him to the floor and stalked toward me laughing as she wiped the blood from her lips.
    There was nowhere to run so I screamed louder as she reached the door and pulled it open. Her eyes were burning almost red. I could feel the hatred and rage rolling off her body as she reached out and grabbed my arms with her cold fingers.
    “Say goodbye Nanu.” She hissed and yanked my head back as she ripped her teeth through my neck and my world went black.
                               
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    I jerked up in bed hearing my own screams. My shirt soaked in sweat and my heart pounding in my chest. That had seemed so real.
    I t ake several deep breaths and run my hands through my hair trying to calm myself. That dream had been different from the rest. They spoke and then in the end died.
    I thro w my hands over my face rubbing my eyes. It couldn’t be. The man in my dreams and the man at the bar, the same? No. It’s impossible.
    I climb out of bed and walk to the bathroom. Staring into the mirror I turn on the water. My face is flushed and my eyes bright and wide. I splash cold water over my skin but his image keeps flashing over and over.
    I sh ake my head. “It was just a