Pushing the thought away, she said, “My parents added on the two bedrooms. It was just the main room and the loft before that.” “No bathroom?” Mac asked with surprise. CJ shook her head. “Outhouse. We were all grateful when the bathroom was done,” she added dryly, and then turned to leave the room, heading for the kitchen. “Would you like some iced tea or a soda?” she asked when she sensed him following her. “Tell me about your childhood.” CJ stopped walking. This was her dream. She was supposed to be in control and that was not a subject she wanted to discuss.
While I am happy for a topic change, I don't think "tell me about your childhood" is a valid response to "soda or iced tea?". (And does anyone find the offering of a beverage to be a little bizarre given she knows this to be a dream? Is she just excessively polite?) I thought this was supposed to be a shared sex dream. If this was my dream, I would be so bored I would fall asleep. Again. 224 pages into the book and what have we accomplished? Two murder attempts and an in depth tour of the police station and vacation cottage interiors? I thought this was a romance novel, not HGTV.
