Authors: Nora Roberts
Dream Trilogy (62 page)
“Is a practical, logical step,” he finished and made her smile.
“It is not. And besides, you never asked me.”
“I know.” He smiled back at her. “If I asked you, there’s a possibility you would say no. I’m not going to let you say no.”
“You’re just going to ease me into it until it’s a done deal.”
“That’s the idea.”
“It’s pretty smart,” she murmured, feeling the beat of his heart under her palm. Fast and not quite steady, she realized. Maybe he was just as nervous as she was. “I guess since most of my stuff’s here already anyway, and I love you so much and I’ve gotten used to your cooking, it isn’t such a bad idea. Being married, I mean. To you. So, it looks like your idea worked.”
“Thank God.” He pressed her hand to his lips. “I have been waiting for you, Kate, all my life.”
“I know. I’ve been waiting right back.”
He tilted her head back and smiled into her eyes. “Welcome home.”
Dear Reader:
Dreams should be magic. They should be intimate. Laura Templeton’s were. In the first book of this trilogy,
Daring to Dream
, Laura’s dream of a fairy-tale marriage shattered. She now struggles to build a new life focused on her two young daughters and the risk of a new business with her two closest friends, Margo and Kate, in a boutique called Pretenses.
Daring to Dream
, Laura’s dream of a fairy-tale marriage shattered. She now struggles to build a new life focused on her two young daughters and the risk of a new business with her two closest friends, Margo and Kate, in a boutique called Pretenses.
Laura Templeton was the daughter of the house, and she continues to live in, and care for, the majestic Templeton House in Big Sur. She’s raising her children there and is determined to provide them with the loving, secure home she’d always known.
In
Holding the Dream
, Laura watched Margo thrive in her new marriage, and Kate blossom as she fell in love. Laura learned to stand on her own, to become an independent woman, a single parent with a home and a business to run.
Holding the Dream
, Laura watched Margo thrive in her new marriage, and Kate blossom as she fell in love. Laura learned to stand on her own, to become an independent woman, a single parent with a home and a business to run.
In
Finding the Dream
, Laura faces a new challenge. His name is Michael Fury. Rather than the golden fairy-tale prince she once dreamed of, he is a man of passion and action and heat. He disrupts the ordered life she believed she wanted, and disturbs the heart she was sure she had locked.
Finding the Dream
, Laura faces a new challenge. His name is Michael Fury. Rather than the golden fairy-tale prince she once dreamed of, he is a man of passion and action and heat. He disrupts the ordered life she believed she wanted, and disturbs the heart she was sure she had locked.
Laura, like Margo and Kate, will discover that if you dare, and hold fast, you’ll find your most precious dreams. I hope you enjoy her story. And here’s wishing all your dreams come true.
Nora Roberts
Finding the Dream
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The Concannon sisters are women of ambition and talent, bound by the timeless spirit and restless beauty of their land.
Born In Fire
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Born In Ice
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Rendezvous
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Honest Illusions
The daughter of a world-renowned magician, Roxy Nouvelle has inherited her father’s talents—and his penchant for jewel thievery.
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
FINDING THE DREAM
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Jove edition / August 1997
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To dreamers
Table of Contents
Prologue
California, 1888
It was a long way for a man to travel. Not only the miles from San Diego to the cliffs outside of Monterey, Felipe thought, but the years. So many years.
Once, he had been young enough to walk confidently along the rocks, to climb, even to race. Defying the fates, celebrating the rush of wind, the crash of waves, the dizzying heights. The rocks had bloomed for him in spring once. There had been flowers to pick for Seraphina then, and he could remember, with the clear vision of age looking back to youth, how she had laughed and clutched the tough little wildflowers to her breast as if they were precious roses plucked from a well-tended bush.
His eyes were weak now, and his limbs were frail. But not his memory. A strong, vital memory in an old body was his penance. Whatever joy he had found in his life had been tainted, always, with the sound of Seraphina’s laughter, with the trust in her dark eyes. With her young, uncompromising love.
In the more than forty years since he had lost her, and the part of himself that was innocence, he had learned to accept his own failings. He had been a coward, running from battle rather than facing the horrors of war, hiding among the dead rather than lifting a sword.
But he had been young, and such things had to be forgiven in the young.
He had allowed his friends and family to believe him dead, slain like a warrior—even a hero. It had been shame, and pride, that caused him to do so. Small things, pride and shame. Life was made up of so many small blocks. But he could never forget that it was that shame and that pride that cost Seraphina her life.
Weary, he sat on a rock to listen. To listen to the roar of water battling rock far below, to listen to the piercing cry of gulls, the rush of wind through winter grass. And the air was chilled as he closed his eyes and opened his heart.
To listen for Seraphina.
She would always be young, a lovely dark-eyed girl who had never had the chance to grow old, as he was old now. She hadn’t waited, but in despair and grief had thrown herself into the sea. For love of him, he thought now. For reckless youth that hadn’t lived long enough to know that nothing lasts forever.
Believing him dead, she had died, hurling herself and her future onto the rocks.
He had mourned her, God knew he had mourned her. But he hadn’t been able to follow her into the sea. Instead, he had traveled south, given up his name and his home, and made new ones.
He had found love again. Not the sweet first blush of love that he had had with Seraphina, but something solid and strong, built on those small blocks of trust and understanding and on needs both quiet and violent.
And he had done his best.
He had children, and grandchildren. He had a life with all the joys and sorrows that make a man. He had survived to love a woman, to raise a family, to plant gardens. He was content with what had grown from him.
But he had never forgotten the girl he had loved. And killed. He had never forgotten their dream of a future or the sweet, innocent way she had given herself to him. When they had loved in secret, both of them so young, so fresh, they dreamed of the life they would have together, the home they would build with her dowry, the children they would make.
But war came, and he left her to prove himself a man. And proved himself a coward instead.
She had hidden her bride gift, the symbol of hope that a young girl treasures, to keep it out of American hands. Felipe had no doubt where she had hidden it. He had understood his Seraphina—her logic, her sentiment, her strengths and weaknesses. Though it had meant that he was penniless when he left Monterey, he had not taken the gold and jewels Seraphina had secreted.
Now, with the dreams of age that had turned his hair to silver, that had dimmed his eyes and lived in his aching bones, he prayed that it would be found one day by lovers. Or dreamers. If God was just, He would allow Seraphina to choose. Whatever the Church preached, Felipe refused to believe God would condemn a grieving child for the sin of suicide.
No, she would be as he had left her more than forty years ago on these very cliffs. Forever young and beautiful and full of hope.
He knew he would not return to this place. His time of penance was almost at an end. He hoped when he saw his Seraphina again, she would smile at him and forgive a young man’s foolish pride.
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