Lash willed the car to go faster as he pressed on the gas. So many thoughts whirled in his head, but he pushed them all away to focus on getting Naomi to the safe house. There was one thing he couldn’t get out of his head—the sight of Naomi on the hill. It was a different Naomi, yet the same. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye as she looked out the window, her face strained with worry.
Was it possible that Luke—no, Lucifer—was telling him the truth? If he was, then that meant that, in another lifetime, he’d been with Naomi and they’d wanted to be married. That would explain why he was so attracted to her from the beginning—why being with her felt like coming home. He wanted to believe it—but if he believed that, then he would have to believe the other part too, and it pained him
