Chapter 38

“Hi, baby.” Luke smiles sweetly, stroking my face, his other hand playing with my hair.

“Hi, I think I had another bad dream, and you were in it this time. Dean shot you.” I tell him, staring into those beautiful hazel eyes. He frowns.

“It was a dream, wasn’t it?” I ask, as his frown deepens.

“No baby, not a dream.” He smiles lovingly. “Will you sing me that lullaby song?”

“Always.” I sing the song as he holds me tightly and says, “I love you, baby.”

I blink up at an unfamiliar ceiling. Jesus, I must have been on a hell of a boozy night out. I look around the room. It’s all off-white, except for the curtains, they’re grey. Definitely not at home. Did Luke take me to his place? He needs a new decorator. Who has a mini-fridge in a bedroom?

“Luke?” I whisper, my voice dry and horse. I try to turn but the pain is excruciating, my back, and chest ache like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My head, I touch my head, fuck, it hurts. Someone yells.

“Lily!” it’s Abby. Good god, did she need to sc