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99¢ this week only! -- EXCERPT: The dream is luscious. I’m curled up on a soft green lawn. A breeze bends the stalks of a row of tulips. They look like they are leaning in to tell me a secret. Then I see two shoes. Bright polished men’s dress shoes. A perfectly creased cuff lands at precisely the right position. There is no break in the crisply pressed fold. My eyes travel up it, past his knees, to the fly. There’s a bulge there. He’s gotten aroused looking at me. Heat courses through my body and I skip ahead to his face. But he’s already bending down, coming for me. And his lips land on mine. I fall into the kiss. It’s warm and soft and exactly what I’ve wanted. It tastes faintly of brandy. Smells engulf me. Expensive cologne. A hint of shampoo, something woodsy. Then the grass is gone. I’m in a black void, spinning. I bring my arms up around the neck of this man in his suit, but I’m surprised to touch skin instead. He’s naked now, the suit peeled away just for me. I hold on to his strong shoulders. The kiss gets deeper, richer, and the sensation of falling is more intense. His tongue enters my mouth and I open for him greedily. It makes sense, the slide into the emptiness and how he fills me. Then I really am flying, moving through the air, and a bit of scruffy facial hair scrapes against my cheek. I’m not in a void. I’m being carried. But one part of the dream was right. I am definitely being kissed. I pull back. Oh my God. It’s Dell. He looks down at me with a sly smile. “It works on babysitters as well as poisoned princesses,” he says.
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