Free Lucifer (Brimstone Heat Book 1) by Rayne Rachels Page A

funny is that I’ve never seen one do a thumbs up sign.”
    Angie chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at Lucifer. “You saw it too?” she asked in a soft whisper.
    “Yeah, I did.” He playfully patted the tip of her nose as he smiled at her.
    “I’m not going crazy?”
    He shook his head. “You are not going crazy. You are not seeing things that don’t exist. And you are not dying.”
    “Good. I was a little bit worried, especially the dying part.” Angie’s whole body sagged with relief. “I still want to go home.” Angie lifted her good arm up to her nose. “Gross! I definitely need a shower. I stink really bad. I don’t know how you can stand to be next to me.”
    “The nurse still has to come in with your release paperwork and your care instructions. Once that is done, you can take a shower, and then as soon as you’re dressed, we can leave. But you have to get dressed before we leave. As lovely as that hospital gown is on you, I really don’t want to hurt anyone who dares to stare at your gorgeous backside. That’s for my eyes only. No streaking through the hospital.”
    “Believe me! I have no plans to run around the hospital or anywhere else with just this gown on. Honestly, it should be burned.” Angie raised her eyebrows. “If I take a shower now, it will speed up the whole check out process.”
    “Release papers. Care instructions. Shower. Get dressed. And then we go home.” He shook his finger at her. “And by home I meant my place. No exceptions. You are not ready to be on your own with your injured shoulder. You have to have someone there who can help you.” He loved the fact she wasn’t afraid to disagree and argue with him. He hoped it wouldn’t change when she found out who he really was.
    “Why are you being so nice to me? Is it because I almost died or something like that?” asked Angie.
    “I could tell you there are a lot of reasons. But there is only one that counts. You are my lifemate, and as crazy as it may sound to you, I deeply care for you. And on the subject of you almost dying, I forbid you from ever trying to die again.” The memory of the paramedics working on her almost lifeless body was etched in his mind. He never wanted to feel that helpless again. The worst part was he could have healed her, but Quinn Hunter had held him back.
    Quinn didn’t know exactly what Lucifer was, but Lucifer suspected Quinn had an idea because Quinn told him he couldn’t do heal Angie in public. Too many humans where around, and too much could end up on the Internet, especially with him being the sheriff.
    Angie rolled her eyes at him. “It’s not like I did all of this on purpose. If you haven’t figured it out, I’m the innocent victim here, and I hate hospitals.” Her skin flushed as the heat of desire flowed through her veins. She wasn’t fully recovered from her injuries, but she wanted him.
    In her bed.
    Forever.
    In her life.
    Forever.
    Her need for him was growing stronger.
    He threw his head back and laughed.
    “That wasn’t meant to be funny.” She glared at him. A couple of second later, she took pity on Lucifer. “I’m sorry I’m being so mean about the hospital stuff. I’m not a good patient. I really, really hate hospitals. And those things that have been drifting by haven’t helped one bit.”
    “And you hurt,” he said.
    She nodded. “I don’t like the painkillers they’ve been giving me. They leave me loopy. That’s not good. I would rather deal with the pain instead of the loopy drug feeling.”
    “When we get home, I will do something that will help your shoulder, and then we are going to have a long talk.” He kissed her forehead.
    She slipped him a curious glance. She wondered what he meant by helping her shoulder? Only time would heal the injury. As for the discussion they needed to have, it was definitely not one for the hospital. There were just too many eyes and ears around them. “Why are you just kissing me on the