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Boo
walks out, Rock walks in and jumps up on the counter, semi-glaring
at Delilah. “You tried to knock me out, woman.”
    Her eyes widen in
acknowledgment. She swallows her mouthful of sandwich before she
speaks. “I knew that was you in my room! What the hell was with the
freaky-slow head shake? Of course I tried to knock you out,
bonehead, you kidnapped me!”
    “ Hey now, we did that for your protection. And by the way, you
might’ve connected with my face, but you’ve got a weak hook. All
you did was piss me off, babe.” He grins.
    “ I
am not weak. I’m badass.” She
scowls at him. Her lips pout a little. It’s pretty damn cute. “And
don’t call me babe.”
    Fuck.
    Rock lifts her hands
high into a boxing stance. She watches wide-eyed with complete
interest as he shapes her fists the way he wants ‘em. She stands
taller and mimics his pose. “What you wanna do is hold ‘em high,
but not right in front of your face, just high enough so you can
deflect any incoming blows. You might not deflect ‘em all, but you
will stop some of ‘em. So what you gotta do is…” Rock looks up at
me smiling. His smile fades when he catches the look of disbelief
on my face. Clearing his throat, he leans down to Delilah and says,
“We’ll continue this lesson later.” And then he’s gone.
    Delilah looks up at
me while finishing her sandwich; she speaks around her mouthful.
“Will you please stop fart-assing around and just tell me what’s
going on?”
    Picking up another
sandwich, I bite into it and watch her. She rolls her eyes at me
and nibbles at the rest of her sandwich. I have to show this girl
that she can’t demand things of me. There are reasons I do things
the way I do them. I do not explain myself to anyone apart from my
superior, Mitch. A question sits upon the tip of my tongue, and I
just can’t seem to stop myself from asking. “Why don’t you like to
be called Delilah? It’s a nice name.”
    She scoffs, “Yeah, right.” She swallows the last of her
sandwich before picking up another. “Okay. So you know the Bible,
right?” I nod. “Well, whenever we were in church and there would be
reference to the story of Delilah and Samson, everyone would stare
at me. And I mean everyone .
Even the freakin’ priest. I didn’t like it then, and I don’t like
it now. I prefer Lily.”
    “ What’s the big deal about that story?” I ask confused. I’m
not religious but my mom is. She’d box my ears for not knowing. We
were a church going family.
    Picking at her
sandwich and avoiding my gaze, she answers, “Delilah betrayed
Samson. She was basically a nark. She used her sex appeal to her
advantage and deceived Samson. She watched while they humiliated
him, and that sucks because Samson was a good man. His only crime
was falling in love. And she fucked him over…fucked him right up
the ass.” She looks up at me, eyes blazing. “Delilah was a
gold-digging whore.”
    Still confused. “But
that’s not you.”
    “ I
know that’s not me. It didn’t stop people from looking at me like I
was destined to become someone like her.” She yawns. “Please tell
me why I’m here so I can go to bed.”
    Since she doesn’t
give any appearance of dropping the subject, I figure it’s time to
drop the bomb.
    “ Well, Lily, someone’s trying to kill you.”

    Chapter Four A cell fit for a king

    Lily

    “ What?” I shriek. Shaking, my chest heaves with every heavy
breath I take.
    Nox looks stunned by
my outburst. He stands with his hands outstretched in front of him
in a pacifying gesture. “Calm down. You asked, so I told, but you
only heard one damn sentence. Let me finish, will ya?”
    So many thoughts
rush through my head but I can’t seem to voice any of them. I nod
and he looks a little more relaxed. “Your father contacted us about
a month ago. He asked for protection for your family after someone
anonymously sent him a threat. The threat looked false to me so I
declined the job, but something