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blinked back tears, uncertain why she was so close to crying. It wasn’t like her to feel so emotional.
    Maybe it was natural. One of the information sheets the nurse had given her said that her emotions might be all over the place for a while and that it was to be expected, was even normal considering she was physically run-down and mentally exhausted.
    Her unnamed lover caught a tear as it rolled down her temple. He frowned even as he brought it to his lips and licked it away. Her heart clenched at the intimacy of the moment.
    But it wasn’t real. None of this was. It was only a very realistic dream.
    Something hard pressed against her hip, startling her. Her eyes flew to Abrah, who was watching her with concern in his dark eyes. He was aroused. Of course he was. She was all but naked beside him. The normal male reaction would be to have a hard-on. She’d been so caught up in her own reactions she hadn’t even considered him or his brother. If this weren’t a dream she’d probably feel very selfish right about now.
    Why was she still dreaming? She’d had one heck of an orgasm. Shouldn’t she have woken after that? And why did both men seem so darn familiar?
    It came to her in a flash. The tapestry. The one she’d found in the box. Both men bore a startling resemblance to the ones on the tapestry. She relaxed and began to laugh as relief struck her.
    She wasn’t crazy at all. This was nothing more than a stress-releasing dream brought on by a combination of exhaustion, medication and a beautiful piece of cloth.
    Abrah brought his hand up to one of her breasts, toying with the puckered nub. Audrey’s gasp quickly turned to a moan of pleasure. Maybe she wasn’t quite as finished as she thought she was. Maybe she could have another orgasm. That was just what the doctor ordered—stress release. And she couldn’t think of a more pleasurable way to accomplish it.
    Her other lover tangled his fingers in her pubic hair, the tip of his finger occasionally grazing her distended clit. Audrey gave a murmur of encouragement. She raised her hands and touched both their faces.
    “I’m so glad I conjured you from the tapestry. You’re both gorgeous.”
    Both men froze as though they’d been hit by lightning. Abrah’s voice was rough and almost angry. “What did you say?”
    Audrey swallowed as nervousness crept over her. This was her dream. She was in control here. “It’s obvious. This is a dream brought on by stress.”
    “That’s not what you said,” he countered. His previously warm eyes went hard and Audrey shoved away from both men, pulling her robe around her. She suddenly felt very exposed and extremely vulnerable.
    “Abrah.” The other man put his hand on his brother’s arm. He stared at her and there was some kind of yearning, some plea in his eyes. She didn’t know what he wanted but she was very afraid she couldn’t give it to him.
    She pinched the skin on her arm. “Wake up. Wake up.” She’d had enough of this dream.
    Her lover caught her hand. “Stop. Please. Tell me about the tapestry.”
    “Leave her be, Heroc. This isn’t real.”
    Heroc. Now she had names to go with both men. They were so unusual but somehow it suited them.
    “Maybe it is,” Heroc insisted. He turned beseeching eyes on her and she found herself unable to deny him.
    “It’s a small piece of fabric with a castle with two men in front of it.” She looked from one to the other. “With you standing in front of it.”
    “Yes,” Heroc breathed.
    “No,” Abrah countered. “That’s a lie. It’s not true. It can’t be true.” He captured her upper arms and shook her lightly.
    Audrey struggled to pull away from him, truly fearful now. The ferocious gleam in Abrah’s eyes was scary enough but the bruising pressure of his fingers digging into her skin truly frightened her. She was a woman at the mercy of these two men.
    “No,” she yelled. She threw herself to the side, scrambling away from both men. She heard them