Lara Lacy inherits her family's Victorian home with its impossible mortgage--and a ghost that could reveal a hidden treasure. If only Lara believed in ghosts. But too many fake mediums have convinced her that anyone claiming to communicate with ghosts is a liar and a thief.
When Lara's inventive lover Nate Hoffmann claims he can contact the ghost, her anger flares and she flees their Caddo Lake love nest. But when Nate follows her home, determined to help the woman he loves, Lara gives in to physical and emotional hunger. Stripped bare--in all ways possible--the lovers engage in deep exploration and eager discovery.
Passionate reconciliation opens Lara's eyes to her deepest feelings. But will the greatest treasure of all remain hidden?
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Hidden Treasure by Tea Trelawny
Lara bolted upright in bed, heart slamming inside her chest.
Nate came up a split second behind her, sheets rustling in the quiet of late evening. "Are you all right, babe? What's wrong?"
Moving backward, her thoughts coursed through the dream, fixing every detail into her mind, chilling her core that had so recently warmed while making love with the man of her...dreams.
"Babe?" He brushed her hair back behind her ear and pressed his chest against her back. Heat coursed from his naked flesh and into hers, driving the cold away. Chilling memories, however, remained.
"I'm fine." Her throat felt raw and she remembered gasping violently as she awoke. "Just...it was just...a dream."
Charlotte Lacy. Her dear aunt. Buried just three days ago.
She shook her head. "No."
"Come here. Tell me about it."
His arms slid around her and she turned in to him. Lara and Nate had been together for only a few months but already he was as essential to her as air and water. He would bring her back from the dark place of the dream...if she let him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, desperate to forget the dream, her aunt's death, the horrible phone calls...and the next loss that remained ahead of her.
"Tomorrow," she murmured, burying her face against his strong throat. "I'll tell you tomorrow."
He lay back upon the pillows, drawing her down with him. Her bare breasts flowed over his hard chest, aching around each nipple as his tightening arms pressed her closer.
"Sleep now," he quietly said.
But she didn't want to sleep. Sleeping meant the dream might return. And it was early yet, with night just settling in.
"Love me," she whispered, and nuzzled her lips against the hollow just below his ear. Caught in his embrace, she felt gooseflesh rise upon his arms. A more obvious piece of flesh rose against her hip. Although they had made love that afternoon, their short nap had obviously rejuvenated him. Very obviously.
His cock grew harder and his arousal stirred her own. She needed him. Right now. To chase away the shadows that had fallen over her life.
Pushing herself up onto her hands and knees, she swung one leg over his body, straddling him. His arms, forced by her movement to loosen their grip, slid down her back and his hands cupped her ass cheeks.
The moon, a few days from its fullness, eased its light through the small window in his cabin bedroom. Illumination fell across his face. Dr. Nate Hoffman was a handsome man, with a firm jaw and a generous mouth. And his eyes...dark chocolate brown, they were capable of expressing the deepest of emotions. A few lines radiated from the outer corners of his eyes but he didn't look weary like many men in the medical profession. A radiologist, he worked long hours, giving his time to critically ill patients and their families. But he found some sort of peace and comfort in helping others, and Lara had discovered soon after meeting him that he could pass on that peace and comfort to those who needed it. She needed it now.
"Love me," she said again.
Palming her ass, digging his fingers into her flesh, knowing exactly what she was asking for, he positioned her over his cock.