Her Fifth Husband? (2005)
“Eight Was that the phone? At the shrill sound, the dream that had started out as wishful fantasy and morphed into something wildly erotic shattered and began to fade. Desperately, Sasha sought to hold on, but the bits and pieces slipped away like handfuls of fog.
She was on the upper deck of an oceanfront cottage in a canopied bed, and she was not alone—there was someone in bed with her, someone who was… Gone.
A few glimpses lingered then disappeared. The feelings they engendered lingered longest of all, but in the end there was nothing left but a wisp of memory and a nagging sense of dissatisfaction.
Reluctantly, she opened her eyes. She was in her own living room, not on the upper deck of a half-familiar oceanfront cottage—lying on her own linen-slip-covered sofa instead of a canopied bed. Even more depressing, she was alone. She remembered putting the baby in her bassinet and coming back downstairs to turn out the lights and lock up for the night. She’d decided to read a few pages….
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