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liquid so that it burned his skin. A little boy’s voice screamed, “Mommy!”
    Columns of fire appeared, surrounding the woman and the water rushed toward her. But the smoke filled his lungs, choking off his air, and then everything was black.
    Will woke with a start. Emma’s naked body was draped over his. He pulled her closer and buried his face into her hair. The last thirty-six hours had been a roller coaster, but then again, his whole life had been in upheaval since the moment he climbed into her car. Last night had topped everything so far, and now the dream confirmed his biggest fear.
    Will slid his hand down Emma’s back. Her hair covered the side of her face, falling across her chest. She looked so peaceful when she slept. He wished she could always look this way, soft and content.
    She stirred next to him, a smile lifting the corners of her mouth even though her eyes remained closed. “Good morning.”
    “Sleep well?”
    “No bad dreams. Only good ones.”
    Will wished he could say the same. Instead, he lowered his voice. “Any include me?”
    She opened her eyes and gave him a wicked smile. “I said they were good, didn’t I?”
    He pulled her against him. “How about showing me?”
    She laughed, a low throaty sound. “Is that all you ever think about?”
    He lifted her chin and stared into her deep brown eyes, and gave her his cocky grin. “Are you trying to tell me you don’t, Mrs. Davenport?”
    She scoffed and narrowed her eyes. “ Mrs. Davenport ?”
    “You can’t get much more permanent than what we have, Emma. We can make if official if you like.”
    “I think we have a lot bigger things to worry about than a piece of paper that changes my last name.”
    “Are you saying you’ll bind your soul to me for eternity, but you don’t want to marry me?”
    She propped on an elbow. “Is this seriously that important to you? We’re together, Will. Isn’t that what really matters?”
    He had to admit, he hadn’t realize how much he wanted to marry her until he’d brought it up. But she was right. Marriage paled in comparison to their joining.
    She leaned over him, her hair draping around the side of his face as her lips lowered to his. “Tell you what. When this whole thing is over, I’ll marry you. I promise.”
    Will knew the significance of her promise. She didn’t make them lightly. “And then I can call you Mrs. Davenport.”
    “Or maybe we’ll call you Mr. Emma Thompson.” She nipped his lower lip and laughed. “Let’s work on surviving, then we can pick out your white dress.”
    “Very funny.”
    She started to rise, but he pulled her back down, kissing her with a possessiveness incited by his lingering fear.
    Her fingers fanned his cheek. “I’m not going anywhere, Will.”
    “I know.” He knew she didn’t have any intention of leaving him, but no matter how much they prepared, they might not survive. The worry was a constant hum in his head. If only one of them survived, he had to figure out how to ensure it was Emma.
    Will rolled her onto her back and Emma wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down and kissing him with an urgency of her own.
    “So what’s our plan?”
    He laughed. “I’m trying to seduce you and you want to know what our plan is?”
    “Women are multitaskers.”
    Rolling to his side, he grinned. “ Our plan is to read the book from cover to cover, then test out my new powers and see if we have an advantage together. But I want to get out of here as soon as possible. Just in case anyone’s looking for us.”
    “Good idea.”
    He trailed his finger over her shoulder and down to her breast. “But we have to take care of more important things first.”
    An hour and a half later they were on the road after stopping at Walmart for clothes, toiletries and food.
    Emma pulled the book out of the backpack. “I’ve already read part of this, but I’ll read it again to see if I can find anything different.”
    “Good idea.”
    Will ate a