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care about Ms. Dorothy; you’re just concerned about Samson.” Delilah, with a pout on her lips, said, “Until Samson kicks me off the committee, regardless of what you or Ms. Dorothy want, I will remain on the Pastor’s Aide committee. Now if there’s nothing else, I have things to do.”
    Julia turned around when she got to the door. “Dee—Isn’t that what your friends call you?—Samson and I are getting married next weekend, so if I were you, I would give it up, honey. The best woman has won.”
    Delilah gritted her teeth. “You’re the she-devil. Get out of my house now.”
    â€œGladly,” Julia said.
    Delilah slammed the door behind her. The wall shook. Delilah rushed to locate her cordless phone and dialed Samson’s number. “Samson, I need to see you tonight,” she shouted.
    â€œI have plans,” he responded.
    â€œI suggest you break them or your future bride will find out all about us?”
    â€œDelilah, I’m tired of you threatening me with this. Julia’s meeting me for dinner. Afterward, I’m telling her myself. Are you happy now?”
    That was not the response she expected to get from Samson. Delilah hung the phone up. She had to think and think fast. Thoughts raced in Delilah’s head as she imagined how Julia would respond once she found out about her and Samson. Delilah was confident there would be no wedding. Samson wouldn’t have to worry because Delilah planned on being there to console him.
    â€œSamson, yes, tell her. That means you’ll be mine sooner than later,” Delilah smiled.

Chapter 8
    The palms of Samson’s hands were drenching with sweat. He grabbed another napkin off the dining room table to wipe them. He listened to his mother and Julia go over last-minute wedding details while they ate dinner. He couldn’t wait to get Julia alone so he could find out what happened at Delilah’s. He dreaded telling her about his indiscretion, but Delilah had left him no choice.
    â€œSon, I can’t tell you enough how proud I am of you and this beautiful woman here,” Regis said between bites.
    â€œThanks, Dad.” Samson hoped Julia would forgive him because between her parents and his, they had spent a lot of money on their upcoming wedding.
    â€œJulia told me about her visit with Delilah,” Kelly said.
    Samson saw the looks exchanged between Kelly and his dad.
    â€œWe’ll talk about it later,” Julia said to her fiancé.
    â€œDear, the first thing you need to learn is to never, ever sugarcoat things when you talk to your husband,” Kelly advised. “He’ll appreciate your honesty.” Kelly looked in Regis’ direction. “Won’t he, dear?”
    Regis dropped his head. “And son, you’ll learn to never disagree with your wife.”
    Samson and Julia looked at each other and laughed. “This will be us in thirty years,” Samson said.
    Kelly didn’t seem to find it amusing. Her nose twitched. “Well, Samson you already know how I feel about Delilah.”
    â€œEverybody at this table knows how you feel,” Samson responded.
    Kelly ignored Samson and continued to give Julia advice. Their conversation transferred from the dining room table to the den. Samson was relieved when Regis finally took over the conversation.
    â€œThese two probably want to spend a little time together before it gets too late,” Regis said.
    Kelly smiled. “Oh, I was young once. Julia, why didn’t you stop me? I would have let you two go a long time ago.”
    Julia looked at Samson. Samson shrugged his shoulders before Julia spoke. “Mrs. Kelly, I always enjoy our conversations.”
    Samson’s parents walked them to the door. Kelly reached out to hug Julia good-bye. “Remember what I said.” Kelly then hugged Samson and whispered in his ear when he bent his head down, “Take care of your