Naked Visions Silver Blue Dreams
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by Veronica Towers
Description: Emily Blakely comes to town hopeful for love and romance after many years as a helpmate to her large extended family. She has not felt like she belonged anywhere since her father died. She is surprised and pleased when a childhood crush seems to remember her after many years. Michael Winslow is a jaded man about town ready to make a change and start a family. He is ready to meet the right woman and start a family but willing to pass the time with the wrong woman until she comes along....
eBook Publisher: DCL Publications LLC, 2007 Australia
eBookwise Release Date: August 2007
19 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [211 KB]
Reading time: 136-191 min.
"Emily Blakely wants to find romance and love after being tied to her family for years. Since the passing of her father, she has felt disconnected and lacks the sense of belonging she craves. Michael Winslow is planning to put aside his current life and seek a wife. Emily sparks a memory in Michael. It is a very tempting memory as he remembers her quite naked. Emily's youthful crush was Michael but he never returned those feelings. Will there be a different ending now that they are adults? Naked Visions Silver Blue Dreams gives us a tantalizing story featuring a strong lead couple as well as a whole host of secondary characters. Emily and Michael are solid characters with all the characteristics that romance lovers will enjoy! Emily is a plucky heroine and Michael is an attractive rake. The author does a fine job of creating their characters and thus their storyline. It is quite easy for the reader to see Emily falling for Michael and vice versa. There is a very strong chemistry between them. Of all the secondary characters, Emily's aunt and uncle are the most memorable as they provide moments of humor, especially their surprise at the end of the book. These characters complement Emily and Michael's story. Naked Visions Silver Blue Dreams was an enjoyable read with touches of humor, romance and eroticism. The story moves at a nice pace with enough twists to keep the reader interested. Ms. Towers has written a solid romance that many will enjoy!"--Susan T, Fallen Angles
I know I have seen this young woman naked, Michael Winslow, Viscount Althorpe thought. He was just seated at a table at Gunther's with his niece. He studied the red haired young woman in the brown bombazine gown intently. He had vague memories of unbound titian hair cascading over creamy skin. He watched as she pointed out to the shop attendant the cakes and pies she wished to purchase. He remembered full, rose-tipped breasts--
"Uncle Michael, I don't think you heard a word I said," Maggie said plaintively interrupting his thoughts.
He looked at niece Maggie distractedly and quickly said, "I was just wondering if you were going to have just an ice or some cake as well." This seemed to mollify Maggie somewhat. One did not expose one's female relatives to the members of the demimondaine. He continued to study the young woman as she made her purchases with one part of his brain focusing on his niece's chatter.
The young woman must have felt his regard; she looked over to him enquiringly, then with smiling recognition. Michael somewhere in the back of his mind remembered her smile, but for the life of him he could not place the acquaintance. He had vague memories of the warmth of summer and the crisp fragrance of cool clean country air. These transient memories momentarily displaced the fragrance of fresh baked pastries and the oppressive humidity of the sweet shop. For him to have such intimate knowledge of her nude form, he must have known her well indeed. He surreptitiously sent a wink in her direction. The young woman waggled her fingers discreetly at him and hurried out of the shop. He noticed a young man in rough clothing trailing after her holding some of the packages.
"...and then the pink bunny told me that rainbows had jewelry in them--"
Michael refocused his attention to his niece with a start. "What talking pink bunny?"
"I wanted to see if you were paying attention," his niece looked at him a long suffering expression on her face. "What was I talking about?"
"You were talking about your new saddle and bridle that you received for your birthday."
"You may have heard me but that young woman had most of your attention," the little girl said.
"I was just thinking that your new boots should be exactly the brown of that woman's dress."
Maggie looked at him knowingly, not taken in by this obvious ploy by her uncle Michael, "My new habit is blue, I think black would be better, as you should know."
Michael took one last glance at the door through which the young woman disappeared and then refocused all of his attention to his niece. * * * *
He remembers me, Emily Blakely thought, as she quickly walked towards her aunt and uncle's townhouse. There was a new lightness in her step, as she was dodging puddles left by a brief summer shower. She forgot about her tiredness from the two day trip from Bath and riding in closed coach in the sweltering heat. She was transported in her mind to the time that Michael Winslow and his father visited her family when she was but fourteen. As he was an older young man of eighteen, she was pleased and delighted when he played games with her. He treated her as a friend and she had fallen headlong into calf love with the tall, dark haired young man. About mid week she must have worn out his good will though, because he had started avoiding her company and sought more mature entertainments at the local tavern. She was heart-broken at the time. Looking back from the maturity of her years, she realized that the exclusive company of a fourteen year old girl must have palled after a few days.
She walked up the front steps and stopped to inhale the wonderful fragrance of fresh baked goods. She wished to dispel the memories of that long ago summer and focus on the here and now. She needed to fix her thoughts on possibly contracting an alliance. The one thing she had not had since her father died was her own family. Her relatives treated her well, but she never seemed to stay anywhere long enough to develop emotional attachments. And no one kept her long enough to become attached to her.