
Chapter One
Her body was on fire, burning with unfulfilled need. Scenes flashed erratically before her eyes. A moonlit beach, water ... and blue eyes. Orange flames licked at the darkness ... illuminating strangely exotic faces. The night was alive with the resonance of drums, her heart beating in rhythm to the strange and enchanting reverberation.
A soft caress on her inner thigh sent a tingling sensation to that swollen and aching spot between her legs. Faster and faster the thumping of drums sounded until they seemed to vibrate the very earth. A fountain of sparks erupted from the fire, spraying the sky with pinpoints of light. Suddenly her vision was filled with the grotesque image of a carved wooden mask. The dancer behind the mask swayed to and fro as if he had become one with the rhythm of the drum.
Bonnie Lee's eyes flew open. She was drenched with sweat and still shaking. The sound of the doorbell shattered the silence of the house.
Damn! Who would wake her this time of the morning? Most people knew she worked late hours.
Leaving the comfort of her bed, she slipped on her robe and ran to the front door. Looking through the peephole she saw her sister's impatient face. After opening the door, she stepped aside to let Trudy enter.
"What's this about? You know I don't get up this early when I've worked." Bonnie frowned.
"Chill out, sis. I brought some doughnuts so that we could enjoy some breakfast and have a sister to sister chat."
For the first time, Bonnie noticed that Trudy was carrying a box of doughnuts and a large white envelope.
"What's that?" she asked pointing at the envelope.
Trudy shrugged. "I found it on your porch. Why don't you open it while I make some coffee?"
As Trudy was busy in the kitchen, Bonnie opened the envelope and slipped out the contents. She had to rub her eyes to ensure that she was seeing correctly. Inside was a piece of paper that read.
Come to the island of magic
Aside from the note, there was an airline ticket to Bora Bora and instructions for taking a charter boat to the island of Hiva. There was nothing to indicate whom it was from, or why she should go there.
"What is it?" Trudy called from the kitchen.
"Its airline tickets and an invitation to go to Tahiti," Bonnie informed her sister as she was walking into the kitchen. She sat at the table where Trudy had poured her a cup of coffee.
"From who?"
"I don't know. It doesn't say who it's from." Her dream from the night before crept into Bonnie's mind. "This is very strange. I had a dream last night about being on an island."
"Jeez, who doesn't dream about being on an island?" Trudy smirked. "But hey ... sounds like a blast. Could be from an incredibly sexy guy who's been stalking you."
"Thanks a lot." Bonnie's voice had turned sour. The last thing she needed was that kind of trouble.
Her sister sat across the kitchen table from her, smiling. "Oh come on Bonnie, live a little. Go see who this mysterious person is." Trudy's blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
They were two sisters who were nothing alike. Trudy was blond, beautiful and bubbling with life. Bonnie on the other hand had always been self-conscious. She felt she was a little on the plain side and had definitely gotten none of the sparkle that Trudy possessed.
Bonnie had always been shy. Afraid of letting her true feelings show, especially with men. Where Trudy had long blond hair, Bonnie wore her dark hair cut at shoulder length and pulled tight into a bun. She wasn't the type of woman who cared to spend hours in front of the mirror. She would much rather spend her time with a good movie or a book. This was something that Trudy was endlessly reproaching her for.
Bonnie didn't very often take chances and, on the rare occasion that she did, it wasn't unusual for her to end up getting burnt. Like with Ken.
"Trudy, you just never know what this could be about. It could be dangerous."
"But it could be exhilarating, too."