Trading Dreams
by Christina Hugh
The woman smiled in her sleep as the cat nuzzled her. Forehead-to-forehead with the silken beast, she dreamed of running free. A stunning pursuit—-then sudden victory!-—her enemy staggering back, dripping from the ragged slashes on his face. She gloated and licked the blood from her claws.
The clock ticked.
Mr. Kitten dreamed he went to his final exams naked.
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