Only In My Dreams, page 4
He held her tightly to him and deepened his kisses until long forgotten passions started to rise. This time when he called her name, it was a question filled with longing. Her only answer was to press her body closer to his and open herself to his desire.
His tender caresses and passionate lovemaking were all that Delia could have wished for and more. In this man's arms, she was a woman, whole and complete. And when she felt his climax explode deep within her, she shattered into a thousand prisms of colored light.
Delia felt him trembling in her arms as she whispered his name to herself. Theo. But Charlie's middle name was Theodore. Had it been her Charlie all along calling to her in her dreams?
Now Delia understood what Theo had been trying to show her. Charlie was the man who had loved her all along but hadn't known how to show it except in her dreams. She opened her eyes and saw Theo's face at last. It was the face of her Charlie, looking down at her with all the love and wonder of their wedding day and she knew he was everything she had ever wanted
Margaret Lake, Only In My Dreams
