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pretty real to me,” she said at last, her voice thin and wispy.
    Nick raised one arm and wrapped a warm hand around the back of her neck. He lowered his head and gave a soft groan as his fingers massaged her gently and tangled her long hair. “It feels pretty real to me, too,” he muttered.
    She stilled and drew back her hand for a moment, aware that she was getting caught in his web again, aware that she didn’t know enough about him to feel like this when they touched.
    “No,” he protested, sliding his other arm around her waist and pulling her against him. “Don’t stop touching me.”
    Diana couldn’t breathe. She could feel the rock-hard strength of his thighs pressing against her, the temptation of his chest brushing against her cotton-clad breasts, the encouraging caress of his skilled hands. She felt the rolling texture of the muscles all along his back. That was when she realized that she was touching him again, doing his bidding, ignoring her common sense. Whether it had been foretold or not, this man unleashed some special magic upon her that she had never before encountered.
      Their faces were very close together, but they were both keeping their eyes downcast, concentrating on tactile sensation, on pure pleasure. His long fingers molded and stroked her back, her sides, her hips, her arms.
    His arms and shoulders bulged beneath her hands with raw strength, and she marveled that he could be so gentle when he trailed his fingers down her neck, across her collarbone, and then threaded them through her hair.
    Nick tilted back Diana’s head and whispered longingly, “The Lovers. Do you believe that was us?”
    Diana drew in a sharp breath and held it. She met his gaze at last when he forced up her chin. The look in his eyes told her he as ready to make the prediction become a reality.
    “Do you believe that?” she whispered.
    “I don’t know about the cards, but I know what I want.” He lowered his head and delicately traced his hot, satin-smooth tongue up the length of her neck. “What about you?”
    “Ohhh...” She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her cheek against the lushness of his midnight-black hair. She couldn’t talk when his tongue was teasing the hollow of her throat with damp strokes, when he was making her think about all the other places he could touch her like that.
    “Mmmm.” Nick nuzzled the heavenly-sweet skin of Diana’s cheek and pressed hot, tender kisses against it, loving the involuntary way her body trembled in his arms. Her hips moved around voluptuously, trying to get closer, her arms glided over his shoulders and around his back, and she kept tilting her head gracefully to show him where she wanted to be kissed next. When he felt her lips against his skin, nibbling softly, his hands closer over her firm bottom with unintentional roughness. She moaned and pressed herself still closer.
    Then a loud, eerie sound invaded the room.
    “ Ommmmmmmmmm... ”
    Nick nearly jumped out of his skin. “What’s that?”  
    Diana clutched at his shirt as she sought to regain her balance. Her breath came in gasping little pants, and she stared at Nick as a series of aftershocks assaulted her nervous system.
    “ Ommmmmmmmm... ”
    Nick shoved her against a wall, blocking out light as his body crushed against hers. The air whooshed out of her lungs and she saw dark spots.
    “What is that?” Nick repeated, his head turned toward the hallway leading to the rest of the apartment.
    “Gurgh,” Diana said, hoping to draw his attention.
    “What? Oh. Sorry.” He eased away from her slightly, giving her room to breathe.
    “That’s Felix,” she panted.
    “ Ommmmmmmmmmm... ”
    “What the hell is he doing?”
    “Self-hypnosis. He does this when he wants to talk to some of his past incarnations.”
    “You’re putting me on.”
    “Nick, I’m a little uncomfortable. If you don’t mind...”
    Nick snorted, backed away, and helped her stand upright. “Sorry. I thought... I