His Mark

Evie's POV I opened my eyes slowly and whimpered slightly as a terrible headache shot through my brain. Someone rushed to my side and held my hand in a firm grip. "Evie. Baby, can you hear me?" Luke's voice rang in my ears. This made me shoot up from my place. I directed my gaze towards him and checked his body for burn marks. I was so worried, and the guilt that settled inside me was unbearable. "Evie," Luke called and held my hands that were checking his arms. Only one look at him made my tears escape. "I'm so sorry, Luke. I never meant to hurt, I swear. I'm so sorry." I cried as I hung my head low. I was then engulfed in one of Luke's warm hugs. "Sshh.. baby. It's okay. I'm fine, I swear. Please don't cry." He coed into my hair. I pulled back a bit. "But the fire, your clothes, and body. My fire burnt you." I cried. Luke shook his head. "I'm fine, Evie, I swear. Look." Luke took off his shirt, revealing his perfectly toned abs and his uninjured skin. I slowly reached with my fingers