Enchanted Dreams

Excerpt:
What was it about her handy man that set all her nerves on fire? He was handsome, intelligent, full of blarney and she swore all the women on the eastern coast were in love with him. She was determined not to be one of his ladies.

"Yes, I know, but you know, darlin', I just had this craving..." He leaned into her.

Cassie sucked her breath in, ducked under his arm and out of harms way. Up close, she lost her resolve. The more distance between them the better.

His chuckle filled the room as he swaggered to the small coffee bar. "I would love some of my favorite if you have time to take pity on a poor, hard-workin' soul."

"Yeah, I can imagine. You sweet talk yourself into a job today?" She only kidded. He worked hard, and his cabinetry spoke for itself, no references needed.

Cassie busied herself, making his Chai Tea, trying to keep her body under control. But his next words stopped her heart.

"You know Cassie, we're meant to be together."

She whirled around, the liquid from the cup sloshed over the side, the scalding tea barely missing her fingers. "Why do you say that?"

"I've been thinking. You being the prettiest lass around and I, of course, being the handsomest lad, we'd be that good." His charming grin caused butterflies to flutter around her heart. If only he were her soul mate.

The Runes, when she tossed them years ago, had told her to wait for her soul mate and take no other. Someone she had known for many passed lives. In every life, the time would come for her to be with him again. If it were Dylan, wouldn't she know? Wouldn't he be waiting for her also? But the only thoughts he provoked were carnal. Her wet pussy could attest to that.