Chapter 18 - Dreaming...

It was evening. Not yet dark – minutes before sunset, perhaps. The sky was a swirl blend of pink, orange and purple. The day’s last golden sunbeams pierced the clear sky, sending warmth cascading down on the earth, a shower of sun drops, and a heavy rain of dazzling heat.

Liz felt it sizzling on her skin, warming every inch of her.

Something had beckoned her outside – a scent. A musky, masculine smell filled her nostrils and intoxicated her, sending pulsing need flowing through her veins. She needed to follow it, breathe it in, and let it fill her completely.

She was drawn to its source as if pulled irrevocably forward by some invisible strings that had latched around her body.

The place changed to somewhere else and she found herself walking into the woods, surrounded by wild trees, loops of vines, the greens and browns of nature’s forest trees creating a vivid view.

When she inhaled again, the air tasted of pine, oaky bark and musky earth. And man, oh, delightful, hot, spic