Dream Sequence

by Denyse M. Bridger
Available from Amber Quill Press
ISBN: 1-59279-358-4 (Electronic)
Genre: Short Contemporary Erotica
Cover by Trace Edward Zaber

Two people from very different worlds, bound by a love-affair that remains secret, find time to escape their realities and indulge in a little romance. Alone in a mountain-top cabin, with no outside forces to distract them, understanding emerges, as well as the intensity of passions that will not be denied...

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"4 Angels!...Denyse M. Bridger exactly captures the struggle that busy couple face. This book could be about any couple, as it is told with no names given. The man is simply 'he' and the woman 'she.' She is dealing with her insecurities, and is afraid of disappointing him somehow. He is amazed that this wonderful woman is his and that she sees something of value in him. As well as the more blatantly erotic lovemaking they share, their tender care for each other is explored. Ms. Bridger pens another sexy, sweet, and sensual winner."?Michelle, Fallen Angel Reviews

Read a short excerpt...

Eden dropped the overnight case and settled to the task of making a fire. A short while later, she was seated in front of the flames. Her gaze wandered over the room, darting into shadows and concentrating until she'd pierced the gloom and was able to discern shapes and identify them. Still, the sense of waiting nagged at the back of her consciousness and left her shivering. The foreboding was growing, and she admitted to herself that she might have been foolhardy in coming to this place alone, at night.

The sketchbook drew her eye, and she decided the best form of distraction would be work. She opened the book and stared at the face that smiled back at her from the top page. She'd never seen him before, yet she had filled several books with this man's image. She had, in fact, created an entire history for him. All that remained was a name, and that little detail always stayed just out of reach. Nothing she would settle on felt "right," so he continued to be a stranger-a stranger to whom she felt closer than she did most of the people who did populate her life.

"Who are you?" she murmured as her fingers brushed across the textured page and absently caressed the curving mouth.

"Who do you wish me to be?"

Eden very nearly dropped the book she held. The voice was low and compelling, rich with resonant power. She felt it touch her heart and demand a surrender she instinctively knew had been made long ago. Strangely reluctant, she allowed her gaze to shift from the face on the page and look upward. Her grip lost its strength and the sketchbook slipped to the floor as she stared at him?

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