Chapter 14

• With a restless sigh, I stir, unsure what roused me from a deep, peaceful slumber. With a bit of confusion, I see the lazy tendrils of fog dance slowly across the floor. Slowly, I rise out of bed, pushing a lock of brown wavy hair out of my face. As I swing my legs over the side of the bed, I'm surprised to see wisps of black organza drape over my creamy white legs before continuing up my body, encasing it in a nearly sheer dress.
• Music mingles with the translucent fog, wrapping around me and seducing me with its notes. Appropriately enough, it's "Music of the Night," and each sultry note, each enticing word, resonates deep within me. I walk through this dream room, the fog lit by an ethereal light, making my dress gleam like the most precious of black pearls. The smoky wisps flirt with the hem of my dress as it teases my calves.
• Then I see him.