1. What do you consider your greatest achievement? Professionally, it was helping the SFPD capture the Cable Car killer. He’d murdered five women before he was caught. It was a nightmarish time, but worth it in the end. Personally, my greatest achieve to date was realizing I had to compromise so Will and I could be together. I blamed him for everything when we’d split up. That wasn’t fair.
2. If you could have any job or profession, what would it be? I’m doing what I love. Being a psychic counselor and using my gifts to help others.
3. What is your biggest regret? My biggest regret was leaving Will without talking to him first about how I was feeling. And explain why I felt the need to leave the relationship.
4. What is your favorite food? My grandmother’s homemade blackberry jam. We would pick the berries that grew wild in the empty lot next to her house. I’d spread the jam real thick over a slice of fresh French bread.
5. Share five of your favorite songs. Come Undone by Duran, Duran, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, Collide by Howie Day, Running One Empty by Jackson Browne, Savage Night At the Opera by Destroyer
When psychic Nate Coleman dreams of a murder, he knows it’s a premonition. He can’t forget the image of his ex-lover with a bullet hole through his chest. Nate has no choice but to confront Will and face the skeptical scientist’s ridicule.
Dr. William Ryner doesn’t believe in what he can’t prove. When Nate comes back into his life, it’s not to rekindle their love, but to bring up more of that mumbo jumbo that split them apart.
Despite Will’s refusal to listen, Nate can’t ignore the premonition. And, Will can’t ignore Nate. Before the gunman strikes, Will must either trust in Nate’s ability or rely only on the facts, but if he does the latter, pride could be the death of him.
NOTE: This story is a do-over, and has almost tripled in size! This book was previously published but has been revised and edited in this edition.
Nate woke with a start, his heart pounding. He reached for the water glass on the nightstand and almost dropped it. Rarely did he dream of death, but when he did, he took notice. That it was Will he’d seen in his nightmare made it more complicated.
No matter. Nate had a responsibility to explore the possibility that this was a precognitive dream. Beyond that, he didn’t want to think about the consequences of taking action.
Nate grabbed his sketchbook from his nightstand. He picked up a charcoal pencil and sketched the dream images before they vanished from his mind—the gunman had worn an orange baseball cap and dark hoodie. Nate recognized the oval-shaped plaza with its pruned elm trees and classical bandstand. Will and Nate used to jog the trails throughout Golden Gate Park, and Spreckels Temple of Music had been one of their favorite places to see a concert.
There would be no reason for Will to be on a stage, especially a bandstand in San Francisco. He had moved after their breakup and now lived in London. Yet Nate couldn’t shake off the sense of dread. Maybe he had substituted Spreckels for a place in London? Sometimes his dreams were hard to interpret. Images were often metaphors.
But this nightmare… Shit. The man with the gun could be a metaphor for himself. He did own an orange baseball cap stuffed away in the back of his closet.
No. No way was Nate the shadowy figure. Sure, at first he’d wanted retribution, for Will to suffer as much as Nate had. The hurt and anger burned for months. Then one summer morning, he had awakened with a feeling of peace. The ache in his chest had lessened. From that day forward, he’d wiped Will from his memory and gotten on with his life.
Nate finished his drawings and tossed the sketchbook and pencil on the floor.
Next to him, Lulu napped on a pillow. Nate snuggled the furry body to his chest. The cat’s warmth eased his anxiety.
Lulu meowed at being disturbed as she sprawled into Nate’s arms. He’d taken in the ginger kitten when he found her on his stoop. A bowl of milk a day had convinced her to become his constant companion.
He scratched the underside of Lulu’s chin. “What should I do? He doesn’t live here. And even if I did find his number, he’d laugh me off the phone.”
Lulu tilted her heart-shaped head and blinked those expressive green eyes as if to say Nate was crazy to even consider calling his ex-boyfriend.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re right. I’d be insane to open myself to his ridicule.”
Will, a scientist through and through, would never listen to Nate’s warning. Will only believed in what he could prove in a laboratory.
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Rainbow Award winner, Viki Lyn is a successful writer of sexy romance, both gay and straight. She likes a challenge and at times breaks the rules of her genre. But always, it’s the romance that drives her stories to their happily-ever-after. You can also find her at Viki Vina Romance – the site of her books co-authored with Vina Grey. Check out their popular Orbus Arcana m/m vampire series!
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