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foot hit it.
    “Home,” she whispered groggily and was oddly comforted by the thought. She mouthed the word again before drifting off.
     
     
     
    Emily jerked awake several times. The medication did not help her stay asleep, or keep her awake, because each time she closed her eyes the horrible scene replayed in her mind. Yet she couldn’t wake fully either because the medication kept a grip on her body and mind. She felt stuck in limbo, unable to rest or wake fully, living in a hell created by her life and fixed in place by those awful chemicals the well-meaning doctor gave her.
    She shivered as a chill ran through her body. The air conditioning clicked on. Instantly a cool breeze blew over her legs and up her back. She shivered again and goosebumps prickled on her skin. There was nothing to pull over her, and she didn’t have the strength to get under her quilt.
    “Baby, what’s wrong?”
    She was sure she’d heard the question, but it couldn’t be. It sounded like Luke’s strong, sexy voice.
    She opened her eyes and realized she was sitting in the meadow of the dream she had of her and Luke a couple days ago. Pinks and yellows streaked the sky as the afternoon sun sunk below the horizon. He sat on the grass next to her, wearing his leather jacket and reflective sunglasses. He looked so strong and beautiful she wanted nothing more than to wrap herself around him and never let go. Through her medicated haze, she was dimly aware that it wasn’t real as much as she wanted it to be.
    “Where are you, Luke?” she asked, hoping to get an answer from this apparition.
    He pressed his hand to her heart. “I’m always here, baby. Just as you are always here for me.” He took her small hand in his large one and pressed it against his jacket over his heart.
    “But I don’t know where you are. They took you away.”
    He turned his head from her. “Yes.”
    “You need to come back!”
    He turned his head to look at her. She squinted, unable to see his eyes through the reflective lenses of his sunglasses. “This is the tough part, baby. We talked about this before.”
    “Before? I don’t understand.” She tried to remember what he meant. They’d never talked about shootings, and killings and bad guys. Never.
    “Of course you don’t, sweetheart. You don’t remember.” He looked away again. “We’re never allowed to remember.” His voice was sad and wistful.
    She didn’t understand what he was saying. It didn’t make sense. She watched him stand. “Luke, don’t go! I need you!” She reached for him, but he seemed just out of her grasp.
    He nodded. “I need you too, but right now, you have to have faith. In us. Can you do that, baby?”
    Before she could answer, he leaned in and wrapped his arms around her and took her mouth in a swift, passionate kiss. He broke from her lips and his mouth moved down. He kissed her on her breasts, tearing away the flimsy fabric of her dream dress. He left her naked and quivering under him. She worked his belt with her fingers, releasing it, and he helped pull down his jeans as he sucked hard on her nipple. Pleasure shot through her, heating her, making her want him more. She needed him inside her.
    “Baby,” he whispered. “I love everything about you.”
    Her need drove all other thoughts from her mind. “Now,” she begged.
    He didn’t wait. He pressed the head of his shaft against her hot, wet folds and then filled her. He slid in inch by delicious inch, taking not just her body but her soul.
    Her breathing sped, and she moved her hips to incite the heat which threatened to break into flame. She wanted that fire. Emily needed this man, only him. No other made her feel as he did. No other made her want to pour out all the love in her soul.
    “Luke!” she cried as the universe burst apart.
    His shaft pummeled her more and tore yet another orgasm from her.
    “Emily!” He continued to pulse inside her, and as she came again, she knew it wasn’t just his seed he