Lucid Dreaming
A teaser for the Holidays! Coming in January, Lucid Dreaming....
Jules Logan is beautiful, smart, quirky, but most of all... a free spirit, someone who has travelled a hard road for her twenty-five years young. Where her love life is concerned? Jules is a fly by night kind of girl. Like her finances, 'real' relationships are alien and never smooth. Nothing could prepare her for Aaron. Nothing.
Teaser from 'Lucid Dreaming':
“Aaron drained the last of his beer, shoving it back onto the counter.
"Your friend doesn't seem to like me much," he smiled, leaning in a touch too close on the 'much'.
Jules inhaled the soft waft of his cologne again, which was subtle but seductively sweet. Her breath caught 'again', her eyes landing on the pool of her brown drink. She'd been looking at it for God knows how long, going over and over again in her mind the slippery slope...
Jules felt drawn to Aaron, and it was something powerful, much more than just liking the way he looked, or his cocky mannerisms, his general hot-ness...it was more the revelation that Jules hadn't quite experienced feelings as strong as this before. It was some megawatt chemistry.
Aaron got to her. Like really got to her. He didn't seem intimidated by any of her usual blow-off, oft rude, stand-offish ways.
Guys like Aaron certainly did not come along everyday.
"Alessa is just being cautious."
"Cautious. Whatever happened to giving a guy a chance?" he chuckled.
"That's not her problem. I mean, it's not so much about you. It's about 'me'. She may not know you, but she sure as hell knows 'me'."
That last statement drew a hearty laugh from Aaron, who took the opportunity of slipping one hand around Jules's waist and pulling her close until their bodies were more than grazing each other. "Well, bring it on, babe, 'cause I'm definitely feeling this fusion vibe we got."
Jules nodded, one hand holding her fur coat from sliding onto the floor, the other suspended just above Aaron's broad chest. She was more than feeling it. Inexplicably, Aaron felt like he was the part that had been missing from her life, the missing piece that made a 'whole'. And, the desire to unify was currently burning strong as hell in the space between her legs. She was thrumming up a heated storm down there and the man hadn't even done what now felt like the inevitable. He hadn't made a real move.
'Perplexed' is how Jules looked, and crazy nervous is how she felt.
Aaron grinned, moving his hand to her coat. He took it from her.
"Hey, Mike. You hold on to this for a bit?"
The bartender nodded, taking the bulky coat and stuffing it on a heap of other unidentified items behind the bar.
Jules looked on, transfixed, speechless. "A'ight, let's move," Aaron said, taking her hand firmly and lacing his fingers in hers like it was the most natural thing in the world, like she was his woman, like they'd known each other for years.” Lucid Dreaming © L. S. Bergman
Jules Logan is beautiful, smart, quirky, but most of all... a free spirit, someone who has travelled a hard road for her twenty-five years young. Where her love life is concerned? Jules is a fly by night kind of girl. Like her finances, 'real' relationships are alien and never smooth. Nothing could prepare her for Aaron. Nothing.
Teaser from 'Lucid Dreaming':
“Aaron drained the last of his beer, shoving it back onto the counter.
"Your friend doesn't seem to like me much," he smiled, leaning in a touch too close on the 'much'.
Jules inhaled the soft waft of his cologne again, which was subtle but seductively sweet. Her breath caught 'again', her eyes landing on the pool of her brown drink. She'd been looking at it for God knows how long, going over and over again in her mind the slippery slope...
Jules felt drawn to Aaron, and it was something powerful, much more than just liking the way he looked, or his cocky mannerisms, his general hot-ness...it was more the revelation that Jules hadn't quite experienced feelings as strong as this before. It was some megawatt chemistry.
Aaron got to her. Like really got to her. He didn't seem intimidated by any of her usual blow-off, oft rude, stand-offish ways.
Guys like Aaron certainly did not come along everyday.
"Alessa is just being cautious."
"Cautious. Whatever happened to giving a guy a chance?" he chuckled.
"That's not her problem. I mean, it's not so much about you. It's about 'me'. She may not know you, but she sure as hell knows 'me'."
That last statement drew a hearty laugh from Aaron, who took the opportunity of slipping one hand around Jules's waist and pulling her close until their bodies were more than grazing each other. "Well, bring it on, babe, 'cause I'm definitely feeling this fusion vibe we got."
Jules nodded, one hand holding her fur coat from sliding onto the floor, the other suspended just above Aaron's broad chest. She was more than feeling it. Inexplicably, Aaron felt like he was the part that had been missing from her life, the missing piece that made a 'whole'. And, the desire to unify was currently burning strong as hell in the space between her legs. She was thrumming up a heated storm down there and the man hadn't even done what now felt like the inevitable. He hadn't made a real move.
'Perplexed' is how Jules looked, and crazy nervous is how she felt.
Aaron grinned, moving his hand to her coat. He took it from her.
"Hey, Mike. You hold on to this for a bit?"
The bartender nodded, taking the bulky coat and stuffing it on a heap of other unidentified items behind the bar.
Jules looked on, transfixed, speechless. "A'ight, let's move," Aaron said, taking her hand firmly and lacing his fingers in hers like it was the most natural thing in the world, like she was his woman, like they'd known each other for years.” Lucid Dreaming © L. S. Bergman
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