Scarlett woke with a start, her heart still racing from the memory of her dream. The ghost of Lucien's kiss lingered on her lips, making her face flush hot as she remembered every detail – the way his snow-white hair had felt between her fingers, how his cool touch had sent shivers down her spine, the intensity in his eyes when he'd pulled back to look at her.
"Stop it," she muttered to herself, pressing her cool palms against her burning cheeks. "It was just a dream. Just a dream." But even as she said it, she knew it wasn't true. In the dream world, everything was more real, more intense. And that kiss...
She shook her head vigorously. "And what was that about a surprise?" she wondered aloud, glancing around her room suspiciously. Everything looked normal – her books scattered across h
