The Deep Dark Web | lrh

Six

"Baby?"

I jump, shutting my laptop with a loud smack as Luke peers his head around the doorway.

He looks at me, confused. "Hey," he says, standing up straighter before coming towards me. "You okay?"

"Y-Yeah,"

"I've been calling you for thirty minutes," he says. I bite my lip. "I was going to ask if you wanted to go out tonight?"

"Where?"

Luke shrugs. "Don't know, it's up to you,"

"Can't we just get take out?" I fake a yawn. "I'm really tired, Luke. I'm sorry,"

"It's okay," he kisses me on the lips, and I freeze at the scent of something metallic. "What do you want me to get?"

"Anything," I say, once again faking a smile. "Will you be long?"

"No, I won't be. Traffic shouldn't be too bad," Luke says, before slipping his leather jacket on. "I'll be back in a bit. Remember what I always say to do, okay?"

I nod, somehow feeling sick to my stomach. "Lock all the doors and shut the windows."

"Good girl."