I Remember by O'Neill Cynthia P

Author:O'Neill, Cynthia P. [O'Neill, Cynthia P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, Romance
Amazon: B00DQULH6C
Goodreads: 17909684
Published: 2013-08-09T07:00:00+00:00

I bolted upright in bed when the alarm went off. Mom came in, “It’s 9:30, dear. If you want to have time for breakfast, you need to get moving.”

I showered quickly, dressing in khaki shorts and a white t-shirt. I put on minimal make-up and decided to blow dry my hair a little straighter, today.

After dressing, I grabbed a duffle bag to pack a pair of khaki pants, along with a medium blue t-shirt, knowing my current attire would get dirty in the move. I grabbed a pair of sandals and my heels for dinner, my toiletries, some perfume and my hair dryer, just in case. Then I carefully folded my dress and placed it on top.

I put the duffle in the front seat of the car, before walking back inside and grabbing a cup of coffee and some whole grain toast. Mom gave me a disapproving look for only having one piece, so I grabbed the peanut butter to add some protein to it.

Before I could even pull behind his car in the driveway, he was at my door waiting for me to turn the engine off. I was surprised to see him in a white t-shirt, shorts and sneakers. We were dressed identical.

He reached for my door, smiling ear to ear. “Good morning, Beautiful.”

I began to blush instantly.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered in my ear, as his lips began a trail of gentle kisses that found their way to my lips.

I wrapped my arms around him and leaned into his chest. “I’ve missed you, too.”

“Let me get your bag. I have lunch ready for us.” He entwined his fingers with mine and led me inside.

As soon as I stepped into his place, my mouth dropped. There, in the living room, was my same furniture. The coffee and end tables were different, along with a more advanced entertainment system, but everything else was identical.

“I guess now you know why I felt so comfortable at your place.” He laughed.

He led me upstairs to a small open loft area, where I noticed his computer was set up and a view of the complex’s pool in the distance. “This is where I talk to you on the computer.” He’d answered the question before I could even ask.

He opened the door to the bedroom and I was instantly transported to my dreams of Angeline. There, in the room, was her full-sized white, wrought iron bed and nightstand. I walked over in a daze to touch it to make sure it was real and not just another one of my visions.

“Do you like the décor? My mother helped me decorate it, knowing I had a fascination with all things Victorian.” He paused a minute before adding, “You can use this room to change for dinner, later. Feel free to make yourself at home.”

“It’s beautiful. I know this may sound strange, but I have seen this furniture in my dreams.”

He sat my bag upon the bed and smiled. “You would be surprised what dreams can reveal to you.

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