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Chapter One

Wicked hands

Wet tongue

Body aching, pulsing, throbbing

The erotic iitated sleep Outside her raainst the shingles of the ancient roof and shook the walls with a ferocity that had her heart pounding faster Rain slid over the panes, leaving wet streaks on the glass, and the o were a startling coht and dark, silence and chaos

She hated storms When she was a kid, the arrival of a thunderstor into her older sister’s bedroom, where she’d burrow under the covers with Alice, shut her eyes and wait for the powerful display of nature to subside

Nowadays she didn’t cower Tonight’s storm was violent, but it wasn’t oke her Oh no The carnal vision was responsible for that

It wasn’t a vision

She said the words in her head a few ti the repetition would convince her wired brain the ih it were not of the psychic variety But both mind and body refused to accept it

The physical syers and toes, the burning in her temples that was neither painful nor pleasant Her brain also showed signs of extrasensory activity She could practically feel it hu

It wasn’t a vision

With a sigh, she hopped out of bed and headed for the door The hardwood floor under her bare feet was icy, pro her to slip into a pair of thick wool socks before descending the stairs and heading for the kitchen

She brewed herself a cup of herbal tea and leaned against the large cedar work island in the middle of the country-style room

War over fevered flesh…

“No,” she whispered

It was too late Her body reacted instantly Nipples hardened into tight peaks, thighs trembled, stomach clenched For God’s sake It wasn’t like she was hard up for sex or anything She’d only broken up with Dan a couple of weeks ago Her body shouldn’t be this hungry

Just a dream, she told herself Because no ould she have had a vision about Will Charleston Will, for God’s sake Her best friend The one man in her life she’d always been able to count on He was the broad shoulder she leaned on, the ear she whispered her secrets into, the arht her when she fell He wasn’t thewild animal sex with He couldn’t be

Even after years of living with this gift—and she used the term loosely—she still wasn’t entirely sure hoorked The ie of A a rack of brownies Other tihbor Mrs Harrison breaking her back, a death Visions of the future and always the future of others—she’d never seen herself in a vision

Which ination She’d only iined her naked body sprawled across cool white sheets, devoured by Will’s talentedof her body as his thick ck penetrated her, thrust into her, drove her over the edge

A dream

A wicked dreaht

She sipped her tea, the hot liquid ware, the wind shrieked, the rain pounded

The pounding grew louder It took a moment to realize that it wasn’t the rain after all So on the door