Entangled
Summer
by
Michele Barrow-Belisle
Genre:
NA Paranormal Romance
She's
done everything to forget.
He'll do anything to help her
remember.
They
say our dreams mask secrets.
Secret
desires.
Secret
fears.
Secret
truths.
20
year old Nora Dultry’s dreams hide even more. They're a gateway to
the man of her dreams, and an escape from her painful past. She’s
fantasized about him for years, and when he mysteriously walks into
her summer teaching gig, she never dreamed she'd question whether he
was the one she truly wanted.
But
her former fling Troy Bellisaro doesn't just own Wanderlust
Academy...he’s her boss, he still has her heart strings tied in
knots—and he’s hiding secrets of his own.
One
of them will be her dream come true. One, her waking
nightmare.
Untangling
the truth could make this dream, her last.
"Humans
are the only creatures on earth, whose emotions are irrevocably
entangled with thier memories."
“You’ve got this Nora.” Troy reassured me. “Just keep moving your hands, and don’t let your strings get caught.”
So that’s what I did. Or what I tried to do. I held my puppet next to his. He danced his in a two-step, to the delight of our young audience. I wiggled the sticks like I’d been shown. Immediately my puppet tripped over both of its feet and hurled uncontrollably into Troy’s. It was as if I was dancing on stage next to him myself. Equally awkward, and totally embarrassing. The snickers and giggles grew into an uproar of laughter.
Troy groaned. “Thought you said you knew how to do this.” He moved behind me, the full length of his body sliding against me as he did. A tingle rippled down my spine.
I looked up over my shoulder at him. “No, you said, I knew how. I said I was all thumbs.”
He glanced down, his face a mere inch from mine. “How is your thumb?”
“Fine.”
“And…” he scanned me from head to toe, “the rest of you.”
“Also fine.” I blushed, remembering the way he’d pulled my bruised thumb to his lips, before he pulled my lips to his lips, and then…
He tugged. I tugged. Until all that remained was a tangled mess of strings and bodies. Wooden bodies.
“Perfect.” He deadpanned. “You didn’t want strings, well, we’re entangled now aren’t we.”
I couldn’t tell if he was serious or not. Either way, he was right. We were entangled. And there were most definitely strings attached.
A
dreamer at heart, Michele Barrow-Belisle has always lived with one
foot in this reality and one foot in another, one of her own
imagining. So it follows that she would grow up to write about and
sculpt the characters from those enchanting worlds she knows and
loves so well. As a fan of everything romantic, her young adult
novels are populated with witches and vampires and faeries. Michele
resides in southern Canada with her hubby and son who indulge her
passions for writing, reading, lattes, and most of all
chocolate.
She
also loves shoes.
Did
we mention the chocolate?
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