Cassie and Jake are headed for their first face-to-face meeting after two years of talking on the Internet and on the phone.
Already nervous, excited, and feeling insecure, they both begin having visions of ancient Pompeii.
In their visions they are caught up in the drama enfolding between a hunky Centurion and his former Hestian virgin slave in the weeks, days, and hours before Mt. Vesuvius erupts.
The passion between the Centurion and his slave lover scorch the air surrounding Cassie and Jake as they journey towards THEIR first meeting. What does it mean and why do they keep getting pulled back into the approaching tragedy of these two hotter than any lava can be lovers from so long ago?
Cassie flicked on her turn signal and guided her car into the exit lane. She had two miles to go. Breathe, she commanded her nervous lungs. Steady, she added to her erratic heart. In less than ten minutes she’d be face-to-face with the man she’d come to love?
Was it really possible to fall in love with someone you only communicated with online? They spoke occasionally on the phone, but except for e-mailing each other pictures, she never actually saw the man she was about to meet.
She yielded to oncoming traffic. Her heart rhythm sounded like a Native War drum, and the sound of her tires, spinning on the macadam, sounded like the erratic thump of her heart. She’d met Jacob Stone, Jake, over fifteen months ago. Introduced by a mutual cyber-friend, she and Jake hit it off right from the start; and that scared the bejeeburs out of her.
Once before, almost seven years earlier, she’d met a cyber-friend, thought they shared something meaningful, experienced all kinds of intuitive messages, only to have him move on while still holding onto her. It drove her to her knees when his deceit and defection came to light. How could she ever trust her intuition again?