Stepbrother. Part 7

"Lucian?" she whispered again.

"Yes, it's me." He took another step forward and she could see him clearly. "How are you feeling?"

He sounded so caring as if her health were the most important thing to him. She nodded then shrugged. "A dream woke me."

"A dream? Do you remember it?" He took another two steps toward her, almost able to touch her.

"It's a bit hazy." She looked up and into his face, shrugging her shoulders. "You were there."

"I was?" he asked, a smile touching his lips. "Was I a hero?"

Her brow furrowed, a line forming between and above her nose. Her eyes shut as she tried to remember. "You told me to run," she said slowly.

"Now why would I tell you to run?"

"You were warning me. It's all hazy," she repeated.

He reached out, his fingers smoothing over that line on her forehead so that she relaxed it. She smiled self-consciously. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Lucian queried. "What do you need to be sorry for?"

Kend