This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Connect With Viola Mailing List Facebook Website TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN EPILOGUE FAITH CHAPTER ONE Taylor dreamed of Alder…or was it Hale? In her dream, she was in a dark room. With her sight obscured by the darkness, she reached out with her other senses. She could smell his scent, rich and musky, with the sweat of arousal. Over the pounding of her heart, she could hear his labored breathing. His touch was everywhere. Hands gripping her hips, lips brushing against her neck, a tongue flicking over her stiffened nipples. He seemed to be in so many places at once, too many for one single male. And then, she realized that it was both of them, sharing her beneath the shroud of night.
