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Emma,I want to whisper as I reach out across the bed to touch her.
But I shouldn’t speak. I shouldn’t make any noise because I don’t want to disturb the bundle of joy in her arms.
Our little baby.
My little family.
This is the life I’ve always wanted.
I didn’t even know this is the life that I wanted. I thought I was happy living my isolated lone wolf life. Being a bad ass in the military and now working for good money, using the skills that I already have.
But really, all I’ve ever wanted is a family of my own, just like this.
This is love, real love. The sort of love I didn’t think a man like me could find.
Having her at long last—despite everything that we’ve been through and how hard it’s been to get here—is amazing.
I will never take Emma for granted. I will cherish every single moment…
Wait.
But what’s that?
There’s a hand reaching out, a gnarly hand, almost monster like, and it’s seconds away from grabbing Emma.
I try to bolt upright, knowing I need to sit to protect her, but my body is pinned down. There’s a weight on top of me, straddling across me, keeping me on the mattress as a figure takes Emma and my baby away from me.
Hudson.
Holy shit.
None of this is real. I must be deep somewhere in my subconscious, and everything that I have been through is starting to come to the surface, rolling through me in the worst possible way.
Hudson is taking my family from me, surrounded by faceless men. But the man behind him has a face, and it’s one I really don’t want to see.
VinnieLucchese.
My heart damn near stops beating when I spot the murderous look in his eye.
He wants me dead, I can feel it.
He’s the sort of man who won’t stop until there isn’t any air left in my lungs, and I can’t even defend myself because I can’t speak. I can’t even reassure my wife and child who are screaming at me for help.
My instincts rise, tension flooding my body. I can even feel myself rising up in the bed at long last. But not in the dream. That all seems to be fading away and I can’t grasp back onto it—however hard I try.
Emma,I want to scream at the top of my lungs.Emma, I need you…
As if I’ve summoned her, the door swings open and her beautiful face appears. She’s in her scrubs, just like she was when I first met her, when she thought I was Wilson Anderson.
Is this a dream as well?
“Oh, Owen, you’re awake.” She frowns at me. “How are you feeling? I don’t think you should be sitting up at the moment. Let me check you over first. I want to make sure you’re okay before you do any damage to yourself, all right?”
The softness of her skin as she touched me sends a shudder down my spine. This is definitely real, not a dream.
Especially because I can see how upset she looks.
Or is she pissed?
